This is a song about "Harjot your mum"

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

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

We magnetizing the ghetto

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Me and your mum had rough sex

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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