This is a song about "Andrew bitchass your mom"

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

You a bitchass, little like stewart

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.

Pay dues like a hair salon

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

Your mom would rather raise a maggot

You, you, you have to pay for that

I wish your mom had an abortion

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

And i ain't got what it takes

Yo poor ass probably live with your mom in a shack

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Right to wear your mom stay

When you see the instant replay