This is a song about "A mother who chooses drugs over her kids"

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

I brought my mother to the room and sat her in a chair.

And a mother who will never le-eave me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

But shit changed when they fucked her up over a purse,

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

Now that's what you call a game

When mother lost's her son what's her pain.....

Bonding over our love for drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

They gave a one eight hundred number to her mother, who showed her

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Who crippled legs with a stifled vein, kids, don't simulate

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit