This is a song about "Your moms my bitch"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Your moms pussy was so good we didn't get passed the lobby,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

With your girl i call her my dome bitch

Cause this album pack enough evil

Call your moms, tell her to plan yer burial

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

O wait...your moms already did/

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

I hope my moms finally proud for me to be her son,

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen

Your bitch on my lap pleaing for my pee pee so bad

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups