This is a song about "Davids mom on my d"

She grabbin on my sack, she sucked my d, after i ate her v,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

My mom, it was the bomb,

She go say i bad like saddam

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

You, you, you have to pay for that

Before we see it's hard to live

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

I'ma put their ass on blast when they treated my mom like trash

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm