This is a song about "Evil mother"

We don't believe you, you need more people

The church is so fucking evil

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Than these pseudo-intellectual hipsters, the evil,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Currently back livin with my mother

As i light one for ill will

All i can see is evil,

And let them lames get your old number

Figurely argue with my mother,

My records sell, yes sir

Mother, o my mother!

I'm a mean mother fucker, so you know my #kin #evil

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Poke out from behind her

And then raped my mother,