If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number
I guess god cannot be everywhere so he created a mother, a lovely mother
You threatened to use a box of condoms on my mother,
You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer
Ya mother musta done some sick things to ya as a baby,
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
Shitty little slutty wannabe you calliope or a newbie please don't bug me if you need me
They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy
Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker
Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother
Dont your already know mother fuckers ive been a fool,
By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school
Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
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