This is a song about "Flos mutter"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

The concept is so absurd

Homophobia's a long word

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

You're shambled, babble your scrabble onto some other assholes paso.

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Babble at the things that your mind can channel

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Other niggas infatuated with rappin' nice but joe is blow,

They say nothings ever free

Beaches of normandy.

Return of the king of flow

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though