This is a song about "Mom and god"

Like as if i didn’t know man

To bensalem and god damn

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

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

And a god ive become

What up girl, tell me how you been

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Now i ain't a chemist but yo mom and me got chemistry

And getting money is the song i sing

Come at me and your mom will be mourning

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

Where would i be without my dogs