This is a song about "You do t have a mum"

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

All you wanna do is get that stick

Flyer then the rest of them

I care for you more than my mum

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

And i love your mind and ambition

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

For a buck. do you take change? i don't seem to have enough,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

A foster mum while they

She say all men treat her wrong way

Ask yourself, do you have the sack?

Well, i can handle that