This is a song about "Farm"

Raising mutants on a farm.

Touched it to your cherry lip balm

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

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

And i'mma show you how the south was won

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

Left me at the farm with strangers

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve