This is a song about "Mom and son"

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

Just pray to the lord, and you'll be just fine, son.

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Headed home his son ran to his mom in excitement and hugged her strongly

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

From alaska son and i'm