This is a song about "Jayda mom"

My mom is so hardworking,

I do the right thing

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Your mom walks in and says good morning

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

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

I never fit in with them light skins

My mom gave me two selections

Full of shit, like i ate that john

My mom, it was the bomb,

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

And her smile lit up the room