This is a song about "11 o cloc"

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Go go go go fuck your assy hole eya-eya o

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

The world looking out, they on the front row

Ironically it subs like a hero

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o

Mother, o my mother!

Say bye bye to her

"becky o m f g this is so unreal

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

See, the last one i dated, i hated

O wait...your moms already did/

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.

Mother, o my mother

When we not in summer