This is a song about "A mother who loves her son"

But im a guy who loves to speak rap

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

She tells me she loves me and i tell her i love her back

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Let's enjoy our younger years

Everybody loves a nuisance

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

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

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

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

Or her mother, or her mother's other lover

This man can single handedly save the culture