This is a song about "Hookers mom"

Together all the timethought it was true love

It's peaceful with dead hookers in brothels

A couple of hookers, nice ass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I like to call that a quick flip

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Can't tell mom the same thang

This should be illegal man

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

You grounded like mom is you serious?

This rapping is just a charm

My mom, it was the bomb,

Right to wear your mom stay

And my niggas say

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

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