This is a song about "Knotts berry farm"

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

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

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Left me at the farm with strangers

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

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

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Jennifer lawrence (uh), halle berry

I love women where ambition that makes buddha

It go halle berry or hallelujah

I try to tell them i'm one of the

It go halle berry or hallelujah

I'm laughin' to the bank my girl's halle berry

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve