This is a song about "Curry o"

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Had too much curry but got lucky, i sullied the sponge equipped

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

But look, she went and dialled triple o

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Well, that's what you are

Mother, o my mother

Or who did, cause i did

While o stands for omelet

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper

Unless they o d like heath ledger

When we not in summer

Mother, o my mother!