This is a song about "Mom"

Well go cry to your mom

I got stacks all in my charm

Can't win with a passive attack

Her mom takin that crap

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Your mom walks in and says good morning

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

We back on these highways moving cakes

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

You don't mean that, you faggot

Strapped up attacking mom nature

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her