This is a song about "Son telling his dad i hate you"

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

Only thing he has is his music, pac in his ear telling him "they finna hate"

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

Well i'm telling you now her dying i cannot handle.

"gonzalo, can you still beat me?" "son, i don't know."

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

I forever hate #hypno, escaped his tricks 'n' have since awaken

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

I hate you and your mother,

Took the van, went snatch her