This is a song about "Mom get the camera"

Just need my eyes lower

Stop the camera, cut, its over

They say that i never cease to amaze

Mom would call the cops but wouldn't leave a trace

Well, wait; won’t my mom get mad at me?

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

If he really sees us then how did my mom get cancer again?

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

Then they both went to the mall to get their mom a card of a apology

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

He’s clearly not the one my mom expected on mother’s day

You think i'll get all soft just cause you're talkin shit to my mom

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Rack, rack city shit