This is a song about "Fucking satans mum"

Convertibles with turbo jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

Don't need to rationalize realize satans alive bringing unlimited supplies

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Sign on my dick that say

A foster mum while they

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

Those bitches can burn in hell and contemplate satans shit

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

So i can finally say to mum