This is a song about "I love my mom"

I got up to give my mom a goodnight kiss.

Gotta be something for me write this

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

"i love you!" it was my biggest blunder

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

So i thanks for my mom

My sim card's the bomb

I hate my design but roll with the love

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

I finally got a girl, mom!/

These bitches appear quicker than state farm

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

I dont wanna live, i wish my mom had enough sence to pick up a coat hanger,