This is a song about "Mom i your only son"

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

I see your love and radiance coming out of michael my son,

I'm scary aren't i son

But somehow it made them listen

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

You faggots had your chance to pan me, i plan to be grimy son,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

And yall niggas the right flow

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

Back of your mind, i know you wanna stop me son