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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

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

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

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

He said '' never will i treat you inferior again'' and his son hugged him with brutal injuries

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Hey son i advise you have fun

Back of your mind, i know you wanna stop me son

Mic crazytyga man, i'm part asian

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,

Son, i put on a clinic, you put on clinique

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

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