This is a song about "Joes mom"

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Your mom walks in and says good morning

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

You grounded like mom is you serious?

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

My mom gave me two selections

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

Any way you can

Can't tell mom the same thang