This is a song about "Hack your mom"

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

You feel that hefty twinge in your back you fuckin hack.

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

I wish your mom had an abortion

But did you think about your mom,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Got those 7 digits from your mom at the pawn/

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

One verse is all it takes