This is a song about "Curry o"

Mother, o my mother

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Mother, o my mother!

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

Go go go go fuck your assy hole eya-eya o

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

O save me please just bravely

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

Took my heart away from money

My new flow bought hublots below zero

Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

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