This is a song about "Marsh farm"

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

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

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

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

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

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

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

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Raising mutants on a farm.

When you took my hand up so calm

Got a house on hundred acres

Left me at the farm with strangers