This is a song about "Banging your mom"

So here i am at the store for some chips

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

While writing a respond, ask your mom for help

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

This rapping is just a charm

Well go cry to your mom

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.

All on the furniture with no regards

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling