This is a song about "Hookers mom"

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

My mom, it was the bomb,

New message from mom

This rapping is just a charm

But did you think about your mom,

A couple of hookers, nice ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

So i thanks for my mom

Full of shit, like i ate that john

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

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

My niggas is winning though

Your mom blows, she's a hoe