This is a song about "Monther fuckers"

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

And my clique make that dinero, so it's time to meet the fuckers

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

I dnt no where you muther fuckers have been

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

She likes the way it hits her lips

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

This is not the 8 mother fuckers no its the 9 mile

We can talk things over a little a while

Raised by a momma who, who

Mother fuckers what you do,