This is a song about "Asshole mother"

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

Open up your contacts then scroll

Mother, o my mother

Huh, i can't interpret her

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

De la soul is from the soul

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

Purify that woman soul

We fuckin' it up this summer

Mother, o my mother!

Mother, o my mother

I’ll never use a rubber

I'm a fucking asshole because i act by what i'm labeled.

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust