This is a song about "Ben s mom"

But i got more tricks up my sleeves then fucking ben ten

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

S on my chest like a superman vest

Perhaps i'm a writer like him, but ben with no kim or kin

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won