This is a song about "Love you mom"

I got your mom yellin,"why you hit it and quit it,"

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

My mom and dad don't love me, never got along

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

When you probably live with your mom, and can't pay for tv

Stay in school kid, and do what your mom told you.

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a

Or now they don't praise enough

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Baby if you want my love