This is a song about "Mother fuckers"

Clever mother fuckers, with satellites that hover,

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

What goes around comes around mother fuckers

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

Fuckers don’t even know the last of it

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Mother fuckers they are just in it for greed,

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Id be killing corrupt mother fuckers, peadophiles and rapists

Narrow minded fuckers and a

You're fucking with me, nigga

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Oh have you missed me mother fuckers? oh of course you have.