This is a song about "Fucked yours mom"

Leaves yours sitting on the curb

They call me say, word

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

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

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Their lives are similar to yours

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

I fucked your mom last night and her titties i felt

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Well im doggod yours truly

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods