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

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

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

I hate you and your mother,

And there's little to be glad for

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

You faggots had your chance to pan me, i plan to be grimy son,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

By the way i walk, and talk, are you in shock mom and dad?

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

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

And i know that you're open

Hey son i advise you have fun