This is a song about "Your moms saggy vagina"

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Call your moms, tell her to plan yer burial

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Penis, vagina im a mixture of all it

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I remember waking to my moms

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Fuck the lord, god and jesus can suck my saggy nuts

Shows to do, got record to sell

And moms, she raised me well...