This is a song about "Dan tudors mum"

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working

So slow it down dan he didnt deserve this treat

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

A foster mum while they

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

Like it was a pass from dan marino

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,