This is a song about "So mad at my parents"

But i'm not mad at you, i'm mad at me cause sometimes i make you sad

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

No wonder so many brothers be mad at me,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My parents are so poor they're disenfranchised from politics,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races

I can't turn back

Did my rap make you mad?

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

The fuck is everybody so mad at the north for?

So i can smoke again, my parents tell me it's a sin, but i just ignore them

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

But i cant even look at some porn with out my parents flipping shit