This is a song about "Mother fucking"

He is just standing there as i fuck his mother-fucking heir

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

So drop the slam and let's get sick

I'm back with the mother-fucking mic.

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber