This is a song about "Mother brother"

Don't even see my blood mother, brother, father, sister, whatever

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Now i gotta fuck your mother

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

She should have invited her

And then raped my mother,

She was lucky, so was her brother

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

The replacement of the word "mother"

Told father the truth about his beloved brother

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Anonymoose peace, keep it trill my brother,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Shake junt, brother say it again

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them