This is a song about "Guns and keggan mom"

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

Im starting to see guns and knives

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Like a small garage in your backyard

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Your mom walks in and says good morning

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

With no guns and no shields

Servin suckers like dope fiends