This is a song about "My dad can t rap"

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

And her smile lit up the room

Oh, you look like my next victim

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Yeah, the sex in the sack

With such an ugly picture in it and

With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

You can guess where my dad was

My rap fucked you harder than when your dad fucks you in the ass.

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass