This is a song about "I love my mom"

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I love it when my opponents spit emotionally

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Full of shit, like i ate that john

None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

My mom and dad don't love me, never got along

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

And while i’m in your mother

"i love you!" it was my biggest blunder

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a