This is a song about "Fucking foley mom"

Your mom walks in and says good morning

First off congratulations on the win

My mom, it was the bomb,

Tats no dey for my arm

But keep them cigarettes away

Right to wear your mom stay

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

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

Then play you all my latest shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

While i'm fucking your mom in the ass dude, with no damn lube

No ordinary her mom i was throat fucking, my dick she was whore sucking

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

They forgot who they fucking with taylor dalton and his mom are gonna get delt wit