This is a song about "Motha fucka"

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

When i’m in the motha fuckin house like the senators

But i spit so hard i make you motha fuckas lean

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

You mother fucka claim you murder things

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

So i put my motha-fuckin' boot up yo ass!

Darker than a fucka lips

I only got four minutes

I jumped that motha fucker like he was gonna die

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

I'm the nicest motha fucka to embellish the floor

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before