This is a song about "Marsh farm"

Raising mutants on a farm.

Stood out like pootie tang

I verbally murder y'all like marsh, but y'all are mellow

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

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

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

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

Left me at the farm with strangers

Penncounting pennys over tha years