This is a song about "Hate mother"

I hate you and your mother,

And there's little to be glad for

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Your mother should have swallowed you your a disgrace, you the things that i hate

Inhospitable like your mother

Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker

Good love then i can do that for her

Ugly like randyrhinos mother

To all them haters that hate

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

Mother, o my mother!

That's what rains for

The choice can be no other

The replacement of the word "mother"