This is a song about "Mothers fa"

All you mothers and daughters

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Sick like dick pics sent to your mothers inbox

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

You hear the mothers and fathers shout

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Witness something vengeful as i snuff your mothers dental