This is a song about "Fucking moms"

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

We race foreign cars, custom models

But i let off everything i have

Fake the laughs cause he knew his moms would break his ass

I remember waking to my moms

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Ha, running rebel on another level

Call your moms, tell her to plan yer burial

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I made your moms ass rosy

I'm the biggest mistake in my moms life/ nothing but a lost

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother

Bring her to my moms place to fucking mate her

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death