This is a song about "Herman s mom"

But did you think about your mom,

And i'mma show you how the south was won

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Hand to hand in the cold

S queezys very bold

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

We don't believe you, you need more people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Ain't no gimmick with the flow