This is a song about "Life and being single"

And single moms were doing drugs, kids had nothing to eat,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

And every single weapon you have

I know you're mad, but so what

And not giving one single fuck

Single mothers doing crack and drinkin' to drown their sorrow,

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

If you were living life and being respected, would you take off?

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Your spouse just up and disappeared, without a single sound.

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

And i would beat 'em every single minute, week, every night,