This is a song about "Loss of mom"

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

This is how she want to live

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Loss of time for play-doh; i'm steady spending more pesos

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

This is for everyone to read and enjoy

Awkward kid in need of a mom who cared/ dressed like a boy

But in the end it is his loss,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

I fucked yo mom in the the back of her van