This is a song about "Mom"

But did you think about your mom,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

They clapping and we balling

Your mom walks in and says good morning

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

When mom && dad got drunk, daddy abused mommy

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Strapped up attacking mom nature

And there's little to be glad for

My mom, it was the bomb,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom