This is a song about "Drunk suburban mom"

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Rural trailer parks, suburban apartments, they're feeding ya,

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Just sit back in suburban chrome when words are thrown,

The girl gets home kinda late because she's drunk

Knees dug deep into the pavement

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Your best sentence was doing your bid

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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