This is a song about "Mom your high"

Now everybody put your hands up high

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Your mom would rather raise a maggot

Well go cry to your mom

I got stacks all in my charm

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

And no longing for dates

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Your mom jumped on this cock

Only real niggas stay on top