This is a song about "Your mums thick"

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

It's impossible to get this thick bitch off my dick

Energized and still going

I used to have thick skin,

The best part of you ran down your mums leg and ended up being

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

So i eye a thick pretty waist

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

I was hitting your mistress with my fidgeting thick fists and then slid in the stiff dick