This is a song about "Hookers mom"

My mom gave me two selections

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

You grounded like mom is you serious?

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

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

She go say i bad like saddam

I finally got a girl, mom!/

We dig the plot and never bury pot

For some nice hookers, the cream of the crop

When you took my hand up so calm

Well go cry to your mom

It was his mom i made cry

I like big butts and i cannot lie