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

While spittin grade a fuckin trash, you want responses? i got 'em

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

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

You see i peeped it, pussy is power

Put your hands down dad don't fuckin touch her

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

Get the fuckin ra after your

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Have your dad and fuckin gramps, catch a mutherfuckin cramp