This is a song about "Good moms"

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

No lies, your moms vagina is enticing,

I do mind when i hear they moms crying

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Still living home with ya moms/

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Tatted my moms on my back for ambition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Pop toasters and they live with they moms

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news

You would think that i had a match for a tooth