This is a song about "Bensons mom"

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

This rapping is just a charm

But did you think about your mom,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

So i thanks for my mom

Tats no dey for my arm

We back on these highways moving cakes

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

But i - somehow, some way

Right to wear your mom stay