This is a song about "Banging my mom"

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

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

If you ever feel alone and

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

And this will be the song that we sing

My mom is so hardworking,

Banging my flag on left side,be repping that west side,thats that best side

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Believe my mom still needs a new car

My mom gave me two selections

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

At least not until my mom leaves

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans