This is a song about "Mother fuckin money"

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

And while i’m in your mother,

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

The replacement of the word "mother"

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

But you’re my fucking mother

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Figurely argue with my mother,

I'm truer than a mother fuckin statement

About disaster in the world and

Get that money and my fuckin homies plotting on me

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Just so happens mine they prefer

Jesus is our mother

No wonder why mother

So it leaves me to wonder