This is a song about "Internet gangsters"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

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

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

You ain't the reason why they came like the fries at hooters

There was rappers rapping about gangsters and their pasts

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,