This is a song about "That mother facker"

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

That jump out yo seat and slap your mother shit

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Seemed/ my mother would punish me for ever problem that

Im controlling the masses slashing any mother fucker that passes

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

His mother shoulda known that she had some trouble brewing,

This man can single handedly save the culture

Or is that because i keep thinking about ya mother.

Mother, o my mother

Ya'll wife and white knight her