This is a song about "Killing my mom"

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

My mom makes me feel so proud

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

With such an ugly picture in it and

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

But you never come when you period is five days

My mom bless, her heart was in a better place.

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

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

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Nigga remember how ur mom sucked my dick? thats a sign.