This is a song about "Mom not coming home"

Not fucking enough to be contenders. just sad old men at home watching

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

At least not until my mom leaves

Malcolm x, by any means

Not something that should be coming from someone who befriends me,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Or snort a line of coke through my nose and not have to worry if my mom finds out.

Element of loyalty, instead of that stupid bitch, what about

He sent a subtle text, not knowing what's coming next

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Not making any sense cause a box is what they home is..is what i don't like!

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Didn't ya mom tell ya not to take the gun way,

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,