This is a song about "Mom found my pot"

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Pass the pot, sitting in my throne like its camelot

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

My mom gave me two selections

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man

I just found out my mom does more dope than i do (damn!)

To my newly found friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

She all on my skin

My mom is so hardworking,

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

Here's my generic expression/ pot is being grown in california/

I found this chorus in my cd holder/

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir