This is a song about "Mom choosing guy over kids"

Turned into the good guy

You other brothers can’t deny

That new c-l fly

Cars are passing by, guy

Don't blame my mom, she got fired over some bullshit

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Damn is your mattress dry

Dont fuck with the new guy

Why you call me back? don't lie

Then my mom met this guy, yeah he seemed nice

Before we see it's hard to live

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Why are the little kids having little kids

I brittle your ribs, you the type of guy that fiddles with kids

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks