This is a song about "A dead mom"

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

I'll teach you how to take it slow

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Nigga remember how ur mom sucked my dick? thats a sign.

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

While writing a respond, ask your mom for help

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

Yous a dead motherfucker

We fuckin' it up this summer