This is a song about "Awesome moms"

My team getting digits

Only writing awesome hits

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Now sit back and get smashed,or switch that and flip past not saying im awesome

Attractive as gobstoppers to all the fat moms

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

And moms, she raised me well...

Breakdancing to melle mel

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

Of life; it's awesome despite the problems and grief embedded through

Not creative, no lexicon; i'm awesome!

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Pop toasters and they live with they moms

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props