This is a song about "Mother fuckin money"

I hate you and your mother,

When we not in summer

Figurely argue with my mother,

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

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

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

The replacement of the word "mother"

Mother, o my mother!

That's what rains for

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Get that money and my fuckin homies plotting on me

Mary jane is my mother

A metaphor, for the insecure

Now i gotta fuck your mother

And let's change the way we treat each other