This is a song about "Farm cafe"

Tats no dey for my arm

Raising mutants on a farm.

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

Left me at the farm with strangers

Let's enjoy our younger years

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

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

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

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm