This is a song about "Corey s mom"

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Don’t you be holding back

I finally got a girl, mom!/

No tats dey for my arm

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

The outline which you n****s out dated

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

You haven't flowered loco

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.