This is a song about "Kendricks mom"

Another love song about shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Your mom walks in and says good morning

Your mom jumped on this cock

That cellphone that i bought

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Right to wear your mom stay

Im im on tha way

And no longing for dates

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

But did you think about your mom,

Full of shit, like i ate that john