This is a song about "Dead beat mom"

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

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

Dead , shot etc

You're fucking with me, nigga

She self made, i'm self made

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

My mom gave me two selections

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Boom! now that she is dead