This is a song about "Mom and son"

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

My mom and dad don't love me, never got along

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

And that's how my story ends: my mom died

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

Thats even better i'm not that into submissive woman

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women

Tear 'em up, each and every son, with any gun,

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

But his mom came and told him "i made ya.

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

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you