This is a song about "Yo mom is ugly"

Yo poor ass probably live with your mom in a shack

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Yo flow is a virgin

One time give it up for him

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

I shine like something in the sky

And beer as long as your mom is here! my

Im darker than riddick! my mom is a critic!

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

To say i suck is kinda harsh yo

No, just put us on death row

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Yo yo yo, lets bring it from the top down, the only way is down from here,