This is a song about "Hi dude fuck your mom"

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

With your weak presence, dude you'll need weapons,

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

(dude, can i get your autograph?)

But i dont never play

Right to wear your mom stay

But did you think about your mom,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

No one hates you they think your a great dude