This is a song about "Love your mum"

Yea your gna love my sound

My niggas clownbring a pound

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

I can do it all and it ain't no problem

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

See, wages is minimum

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

Love your screams ignite my fire, my requiem, the pleading fifth

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

After all your devotion, showin of emotion, your love potions