This is a song about "Fuck ya mama"

My all gold rolly or the

Now he calling me baby mama

So if you didn't how i fuck ya bitch well your screwded tough luck ya bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

Now what was the chorus boy, fuck ya here we go

Listen to yo mama before ya end up in set thread

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

They claim it as their own, africa

But do ya know what fuck ya!

Fuck you and ya' attendance kid,

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Fuck your girl baby momma and ya mom in the same night

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

About how she was a bad mama, mama said "fuck 'em then"