This is a song about "You mom is a stripper"

Deep throat a stripper then hit her and quitter,

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Okay, go get bruce a banner!, get hannah montana to be our stripper,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

You grounded like mom is you serious?

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

I'm love with a stripper so i guess that's all right

Hit the club she drop it low

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

Off this liquor with a stripper

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled