This is a song about "Sex with yo mama"

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Body yo ass now you stinking in yo mama trunk

I'm afraid, though, yo mama is givin me head with a smile in the kitchin

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Haven't seen a girl in so long

Didn't yo mama tell you that is wrong

I didn’t have sex with u like you said

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

To get them niggas while they laid back

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

Go play with your sex toy

I should have known from the start boy

With the mic he let 'em know, yo

This summer gone be mine though

Mama you should leave them lames you came with

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches