This is a song about "I fucked yo momma"

In yo momma bed, that feelin' you feel is anger

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

I came ova yo house, yo momma got racks what's good?

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

I know yo momma taught you better,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Think i need another play

I've fucked up bad i think i may

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

And i'm not kidding when i say this generation is fucked,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Cause i always remember the names that i fucked,

Impeccable give it my note

Momma just unaware that i sell dope,

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone