This is a song about "Fuckin while your dad records"

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

While none of em are givin a fuck what comes out your fuckin lips

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star