This is a song about "Fucked your mom"

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

I fucked yo mom in the the back of her van

Your fucked in dispensary

But make sure if they do see

And i just want to hold her

I’m sorry i fucked your sister

Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

And you all will respect that

Your mom would rather raise a maggot

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep