This is a song about "Feeling guilty because of my mother"

The replacement of the word "mother"

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I’ll never use a rubber

Mother, o my mother

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Because only death can stop this cruel feeling of defeat.

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Women , i call my mother/ the one who resented me because

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

The only time i flirt with her

Mother, o my mother

Livin life just as good as we couldbut since a bitch can't be trusted

I'm feeling lusted but i'm disgusted mother fucker get gusted!