This is a song about "Mother fuckin money"

The replacement of the word "mother"

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Middle class with money but i still think that's a fuckin sin

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Let's start off with his fuckin funny ass mother,

No wonder why mother

Let me change the temperature

Mother, o my mother

And i ain't frontin for her

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

Go home to your mother

So it leaves me to wonder

That damier bag i bought her

Mother, o my mother!