These ideas are nightmares for cornelius's parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, so cold and he don't care He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his f**kin' dad making him do household chores 'Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out But if he tells him to do household chores again, he'd probly knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap His stepfather hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, this house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go-