This is a song about "Im am ur moma"

One day im gonna follow in ur steps

And everybody's having sex

Im on my drooly gooly shit,call me rl stine, pull out the power drill take ur spine,

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Nah who am i kiddin im still gonna verbally stomp your head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Im not sure who i am , who do i aspire to be?

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Im an m.c looking for trouble nd shooting/ have ur apartment ready for other people to move in/

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

But im not leavin im going to grab ur son from elementary school,

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.