This is a song about "Mom notcain"

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

It’s something that’s in your veins

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

On they twitter writing novels, see

I got stacks all in my charm

Well go cry to your mom

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Right to wear your mom stay

All up under the covers day

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though