This is a song about "Ians mom"

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

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

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

And i ain't got what it takes

See i let my nigga split that

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

When you took my hand up so calm

Well go cry to your mom

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

This bounce beat shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

My mom, it was the bomb,