This is a song about "You mum is a slag"

And it ain't no problem

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

I can do it all and it ain't no problem

So slim davy please call up your mum

Look inside my closet

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

A foster mum while they

For a perfect mother’s day

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Called me a slag but look who you talk to,

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies