This is a song about "Mom and schlong"

Come at me and your mom will be mourning

They are not confident when im talking

By the way i walk, and talk, are you in shock mom and dad?

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

We might be back in this baby

My mom and pops didn't want me

Because of my mom and her dead beat husband

And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant

Your mom walks in and says good morning

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

And left stupid like your mom when she got smacked up

And mom would sit there quietly and dad would make me finally

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free