This is a song about "Your dad s condoms"

You need to make sure you become something not nothing like your dad,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Where was that? you say the 90's set you free, but when was your release?

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

I guess it was that bad, i hope your sad go ahead and tell your dad,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Put your hands down dad don't fuckin touch her