This is a song about "Knotts berry farm"

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

Jennifer lawrence (uh), halle berry

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

It go halle berry or hallelujah

I love women where ambition that makes buddha

Left me at the farm with strangers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna

It go halle berry or hallelujah

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

It go halle berry or hallelujah

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Raising mutants on a farm.

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them