This is a song about "How i met your mother"

Took the van, went snatch her

Now i gotta fuck your mother

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

Never thinking how her mother would feel

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

Go home to your mother

Make me another brother

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

Once i met a bastard

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I ain't hatin', just sayin', it's time you met your replacement

And there's little to be glad for

I hate you and your mother,

How we met was destiny, our love is honestly true.

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew