This is a song about "Mom and thong"

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Come at me and your mom will be mourning

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

The dude had a mom and a dad just like i had

The jager in my cup is licorice black

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

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

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

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

They gotta point em out baby

My mom and pops didn't want me

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

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

She passes the bong, and slowly removes her thong,

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone