This is a song about "Your mothing"

Your family, your friends,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Well rick james, maury jane

When i get my hands on nines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Cdg shit match my kicks

I got something you've been waiting for

Your on fire.. your on fire

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Razor grips, laser spit

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.