This is a song about "Getting caught wanking by your mum"

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Getting knocked down by some pussy ass clowns.

Pawning my chain in the shop

Gettin caught by the cop

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Got their mummy and caught their carriage, damaged by earth's kids

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

You caught me staring at your chest,