This is a song about "Mom s wedding"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

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

You, you, you have to pay for that

The outline which you n****s out dated

My sim card's the bomb

So i thanks for my mom

I'm different and listen stop it with the wedding ring

So i happen to phil jacksons along the way with this talking

And i'mma show you how the south was won

I finally got a girl, mom!/

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Sky high, iced out paradise

It´s the battle of life