This is a song about "Mom and thong"

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

And i like my marijuana bright

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

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

You aint a threat i smoke you from a bong and blow you out into a thong

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

My mom and pops didn't want me

She passes the bong, and slowly removes her thong,

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

And left stupid like your mom when she got smacked up