This is a song about "Drink block bro yeah hood spin puck your mom hockey"

Right to wear your mom stay

Hit you from a block away

And dont you forget it cuz your dead bro.

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

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

I will drink your ashes

Because your pops wasn't anxious

Oakville yeah you kno i keep the block hot

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

For your info bro hand lotion used only by women

Tats no dey for my arm

Well go cry to your mom

Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake