This is a song about "Mom s bra"

Half your body laying on my chest

S on my chest like a superman vest

My sim card's the bomb

Well go cry to your mom

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I finally got a girl, mom!/