This is a song about "Mom kicking me out"

Everybody watching while you touching real money

And mom would sit there quietly and dad would make me finally

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

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

My mom and pops didn't want me

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

20 racks really thats sneaker money

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

I remember the phone call to my house my mom kicking me out,

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Yo i be kicking them lyrics

Went out and had a church of kids

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

Educate yourselves, of africa

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

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can