This is a song about "Rich mother fuckers"

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Clever mother fuckers, with satellites that hover,

Are you perfect motherfucker

Mother, o my mother!

To liberate yourselves, africa

Narrow minded fuckers and a

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

This is not the 8 mother fuckers no its the 9 mile

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

But i apologize for not walking you around

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Killin mother fuckers like as if in the end i get a prize