This is a song about "Mistreating my mom"

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

When you took my hand up so calm

My mom, it was the bomb,

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Because i'm workin' jobs to help my mom with my lowly pay,

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Get a call from my mom, one love/

And i can't help but notice

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

About some tyga beef shit