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

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

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

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Dad, it's so ridiculous, feeling silly i hit you up

We have nothing in common

Hey son i advise you have fun

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

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

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

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

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

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

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

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

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day