This is a song about "Hot mom"

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Get the zippo and spark the shit

This rapping is just a charm

So i thanks for my mom

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

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

I'm stuck with that

Her mom takin that crap

Can't tell mom the same thang

And come back baby boomerang

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

You grounded like mom is you serious?

One verse is all it takes

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,