This is a song about "Yer maw"

Living out of a homeless shit

Yer dont go ther hun he sure aint worth it

Naked woman rub my back

I dont know you yer i get that

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Call your moms, tell her to plan yer burial

And word i blew off herb i grew

Yer dont worry im not talking to you

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Yer i may be new but i know wat im talking about

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Yer well thats a cover up