This is a song about "Teri maa ki chut"

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Get on your knees and bow down to me

To keeping up with the same pace lookin', boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

No fights for lone sniper, i tear up this mic,

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Tear you apart part by part

I ain't hard to find is the tale that i kick

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Fist first, i'll protect my niece or nephew with my knuckle

I breathe in the fire

I pipe in and one night her