This is a song about "Jim o"

Are you perfect motherfucker

Mother, o my mother

Or something that you paid for

Mother, o my mother!

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Growing up i had your posters o

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

O wait...your moms already did/

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow