This is a song about "Mom is drunk"

But which one of em is not drunk enough for me to call

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

My mom is scolding me again for fucking bitches

Don't know her name those ain't really important

Check these slow pokes trippin' like they're piss drunk,

Im darker than riddick! my mom is a critic!

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

And this drunk white girl is already all over me

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

, i was drunk bro is just no excuse