This is a song about "Yo mamma"

Me and red raider, yo, go in, yo....

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

In yo arm, and yo wife jaw

Life of and outlaw

I'm why baby mamas leave

Yo yo, hop into my mercedes

Cause yo black apparently yo bad

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Check the fucking facts yo

Bad bitches never loved them though

And yall niggas the right flow

//ill freestyle, let's go, yo...

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

And beside any implied pride applied, we'll always confide, in you mamma