This is a song about "I love you mom clean"

So i thanks for my mom

No tats dey for my arm

Ma i fucking love you

Why we gotta argue

I saw ya mom at cathedrals prayin that the devil dont see you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

You can't clean us with soap,

Then later we can elope

Baby you know i love you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

I'm rap like you simple and clean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

And show you that i love you

I'm after you bringing traffic through