This is a song about "Mom your high"

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Everybody ,your hands up high,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Your mom walks in and says good morning

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Tick tock, darling, tick tock

Your mom jumped on this cock

"nah man your just high again"

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing