This is a song about "Fucked yours mom"

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

I'm so corrupt i fucked your mom and she paid me.

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners, it screws up all my looks

Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,

Well go cry to your mom

She go say i bad like saddam

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

I fucked yo mom in the the back of her van

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I aint about to pay for yours.

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

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit