This is a song about "Fucked up mom"

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Yes i really fucked up from my youth,

Must be fucked up inside yo brain,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

And as long as it is fucked up

Say what you wanna but

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I fucked your mom last night and her titties i felt

Trolling, trolling, that's fucked up

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Like the rapist, who fucked your mom when he laced it

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit