This is a song about "Mom arrested"

Well go cry to your mom

No tats dey for my arm

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

I got arrested it wasn't my fault but nobody protested

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Strapped up attacking mom nature

Now if you wonder why she hasn't been arrested for rape

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Earn respect and, make sure, don't get your shit arrested,

Earn respect and, make sure, don't get your shit arrested,

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Bad bitches never loved them though

Your mom blows, she's a hoe