This is a song about "Fuck mother"

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit

Going broke, no sir

Jesus is our mother

I hate you and your mother,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I also carry traits from my mother,

Poke out from behind her

But you’re my fucking mother

Mother, o my mother!

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Figurely argue with my mother,

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her