This is a song about "Your mum makes me horny"

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

Well, total honesty, between you, your boss and me, you horny hoe

It makes me write your name in the stars across the skies

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

And today we're still in chains

So slim davy please call up your mum

Magic city tipping them

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Your titties got me horny bitch quit getting pushy

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

That's why i'm so annoyed

Makes me want to avoid