This is a song about "Help my mom"

Couldnt go to mom and get help cause she was worse

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

My father say we can only help ourselves

If you out there let me hear you say

You know help me find my way

Know that it’s god working

My mom is so hardworking,

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

My mom and pops didn't want me