This is a song about "Coins for mom"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

But did you think about your mom,

While writing a respond, ask your mom for help

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Strapped up attacking mom nature

And then along came the wrong man for her

And talk some more shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

My mom is scolding me again for fucking bitches

Your outta coins in this rap game ima plow you like a freight train

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Double m g forever though

Your mom blows, she's a hoe