This is a song about "Kelly s mom"

Bad, just like an 80's car

I'm a fucking rap star

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Well go cry to your mom

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

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

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

You, you, you have to pay for that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit