This is a song about "Marco s mom"

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Any way you can

Can't tell mom the same thang

If only i could go back into the 80’s

They at the same spot they making no progress

Well go cry to your mom

No tats dey for my arm

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

S queezys very bold

Then push the milk on a slow bend

S on my chest like a superman vest