This is a song about "O god"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Mother, o my mother

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

But look, she went and dialled triple o

I'm a grade a o g

And its simple as that baby

Mother, o my mother!

So we'll just suffer

What's the deal with the nets though

He was entrapped by a storm eya-eya o

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

Huh, i can't interpret her

Mother, o my mother!

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o