This is a song about "Ricks mom is on fire"

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

The ice ain't really nothing to her

We about to set your shit on fire

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

And then along came the wrong man for her

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

My brother took a quick look, then he noticed it on fire.

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

You better watch your back because your mom is on the loose for twinkies

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Fucking dowse you in petrol, then light you on fire

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Farenheit four fifty one i'm on fire

And all that deep shit i was previously down for