This is a song about "Get your mother digits"

Lambskin dildo give it to your mother

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Did your mother tell you that

When love comes callin', don’t love back

And while i’m in your mother,

I ain't did shit officer

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

We get them second digits and go blow it on some simple shit

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Better for your mother

What is hittin' for

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Guess who that girl was it was your mother

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I'm feeling lusted but i'm disgusted mother fucker get gusted!