This is a song about "Hairy mum"

In a hairy mess, doused with gas, light her dress with matches

Together all the timethought it was true love

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,

I care for you more than my mum

Oh, you look like my next victim

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

With hairy and primitive skin

Visions, dreams of passion