This is a song about "Yippie kay yay motherfucker"

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Mama bought carrots today yay, took some and fray stopping ma bray

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

Yeah its swami, motherfucker

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Kay kay kay... not the ku klux klan, just a ruthless plan

Now you gotta understand i was a family man

Mano kay tita, tito, lolo at lola

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

That motherfucker would go in amuck!

Yous a dead motherfucker

I don’t care where ya are

What is hittin' for

Now who's this motherfucker?