This is a song about "Rap o yciu"

Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

On his way back to home eya-eya o

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Mother, o my mother

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

I drop o after o of the loud,

Go go go go fuck your assy hole eya-eya o

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

He was entrapped by a storm eya-eya o

But seemingly believe it though

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

O wait...your moms already did/

To see you and you hated