This is a song about "Farm"

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

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Raising mutants on a farm.

That's word to my mom

Left me at the farm with strangers

The richest place on earth

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve