This is a song about "You cant win cause im a pink bunny"

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Im a first tima and he cant win even if he cheats

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

You gotta keep hoppin along like a amputated bunny

I trust no man, you cant win but u aint joining me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

No you cant, cause im one of a kind, so learn ya place, and just step in line

At least that's what they think, don't blink or ya might miss the reason you exist

It's a sin for me to win cause i could crush you with a fist made outta fuckin mist

Tell you're friend, smoke a 10, back again and im in for the win

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

With women with issues

Cause whether you win or lose

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

He cant win he's the version of a crack baby drivin a broken down suburban