This is a song about "Persons mum"

My talent should take me places i've never been

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

Aiming my missiles at all suspicious persons

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

I'll put dond in a line with his subordinate persons

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

But can pluck a persons brain with precise precision

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

So slim davy please call up your mum

Magic city tipping them