This is a song about "Fucked your mam"

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

I fucked your mom last night and her titties i felt

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend

About the niggas who fucked you everyday inside your house

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

My rap fucked you harder than when your dad fucks you in the ass.

Snortin straight off your tushy now i'm straight fucked

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Now let me thunder fuck your minds til you become mind fucked,

In 1 , 2 , 3 blaw i will get your ass fucked and you know how

Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now