This is a song about "Dead mother"

I’ll never use a rubber

Mary jane is my mother

Figurely argue with my mother,

A metaphor, for the insecure

Currently back livin with my mother

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Mother, o my mother

The choice can be no other

Ugly like randyrhinos mother

Just to let you know, you are

The replacement of the word "mother"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

In one way or another

Mother, o my mother

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

My god come before this bread