This is a song about "Mom s bed time"

I put my body to bed

Like a church in debt

Stand in line cause it's punch time,ill fuck your sister and mom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

I'll be fine this time without any harm so please don't worry mom

Later that day mike was sitting on his bed his mom tried putting her hand

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

Ill be beside your death bed

I respect that you don't know yet

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

You will be on your bed

Probably die getting some head