This is a song about "Hi mom i like turtleas"

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

Hi tided typhoon, shit spins like a monsoon, lets look towards the full moon,

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

"hi there, you hungry, how can i cater?"

That's the window into the sky

It was his mom i made cry

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Just quit it like i did your mom, that's the #real #truth,

Like your mom on coke i won't quit until i die.

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

Let me cash you out , here hold this