Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,
Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates
Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john
But did you think about your mom,
Right to wear your mom stay
So, they hate and they say
Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
Rae took on the date with the purple tape
All these laws your too pussy to break
That's why i shed light on the dark i come form
In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.
But i'm leaving town in a little bit
You based your life off of 50's shit
Catch you up on places i've been
I wish your mom had an abortion
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