This is a song about "Fuckin ypur mom"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

But did you think about your mom,

Her mom takin that crap

I'm stuck with that

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

My mom gave me two selections

My mom, it was the bomb,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

And i need you to show me love

You grounded like mom is you serious?

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.