This is a song about "Andrews porridge"

I set the bowl of cereal down on the table and turn on the television

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

They are all good like the best bowl of porridge.

They are all good like the best bowl of porridge.

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Stick around for a little perspective

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Like water is to a tree,

They say i talk like im god body

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Your mums pussy ill stick to