This is a song about "Tim s mum"

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Mum and dad dintnt like it

That real life shit

Convertibles with turbo jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

So i can finally say to mum

I’m effervescent, just ask them