This is a song about "You are not my dad"

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Thats what my dad was doing

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

My lyrics are weird not to everyone's liking,

You can thank my dad, for the one who forms rust

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Dissing people self consciously thinking justin thats not who you are!

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe

But, i plead you can see things are not how you perceive

You are not something more than me

Look it something they can't ever see

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

My rap fucked you harder than when your dad fucks you in the ass.