This is a song about "You re mother"

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

Better yet they work my every nerve

Would you capture it, or just let it slip

While your fat ass mother made you babysit

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

You was never shit your mother shoulda swallowed you

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly