This is a song about "Hate my mother"

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

You threatened to use a box of condoms on my mother,

My father i will always love/ i was a damn kid , i hate my mother

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

But you’re my fucking mother

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

How simple they are

Mother, o my mother

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

But there is only one like maria willoughby, my mother.

Mary jane is my mother

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Screamed my brains out at my mother

That i will leave earth with her