This is a song about "Luke coleman"

And i ain't frontin for her

Luke im not ur father

Pussy smell like water the truth can be devastatin like luke i am yo father

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open

It's gonna fucking hurt kurt, when i turn you into cole-man

Luke skywalker tried to force you off the side,

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight