This is a song about "Mario cart"

And there's little to be glad for

Mario was a plumber

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms

We use to eat brownies and play mario cart,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

She told me about lorenzo, mario

People love hodgy i hate you though

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Blowin smoke slow like hoes throwin crack in the cart