This is a song about "Farm"

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Left me at the farm with strangers

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Raising mutants on a farm.

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!