This is a song about "Fuck your mum"

Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

How fitting we at stadium

So i can finally say to mum

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Catch you up on places i've been

Position, fuck your permission

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Be as your way

A foster mum while they