This is a song about "Ha"

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

So we here to the blow the candle out, 1, 2, 3, ha,

And they thought drugs were killing the youth (ha, ha, ha, ha)

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Our history that they stole, africa

I got ya grandma on my dick (ha ha)

Ha-ha, you ain't got no chance

For setting up traps

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

Then i said i had enough

Ha, man it's time to scatter

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Slowly cut your voice box, so your screams will get quiet ha

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

That ain't really my style

Ha,ha sawdy for a while