This is a song about "Mo mercy"

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

And be alive any many mini mo

I just wanna pick you up and take you to a wrestling match

Pull up in the car open the lambo mercy latch

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Because it looks like your moving slow mo

I'm stacking dough, ain't gotta sell crack no mo

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

And pleads the key of mercy,

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Niggas call me mo ali

But make sure if they do see