This is a song about "My mum dead"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My mum is sick of the smell so i have to get some antibiotics,

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you

I don't want you to have my permit yet

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

My mum said all he did for her was "take my virginity"

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

If you wanted a date, don't come

I care for you more than my mum

Even when my dreams are dead

Nobody ain't own us yet

When some shit pops in my head, my mind is crazy, hops, drops, and flops until its dead

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed