This is a song about "Screwing your mom"

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

While writing a respond, ask your mom for help

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

Right to wear your mom stay

I swear i'm coming back one day

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy