This is a song about "Sexing your mom"

Take me away away

Right to wear your mom stay

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

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

But did you think about your mom,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Since we not even talking

Your mom walks in and says good morning

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

Ha, in your loophole though

Your mom blows, she's a hoe