This is a song about "Something with no swearing"

Mommy something is wrong with dad i think

You was bigger than an artist

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

So beef with him is something you don't wanna see

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

You accomplish something great, like little kid who didn't make no accident

Ill send back with something powerful,

This is the root of all evil

That's why i'm something my parents aren't happy with,

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

With you, my cd, and maybe mtv or something,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king