This is a song about "Mom"

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

When mom && dad got drunk, daddy abused mommy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I got stacks all in my charm

Well go cry to your mom

My mom gave me two selections

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Can't tell mom the same thang

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

I can always go home and look down my street

My mom is so hardworking,

Catch you up on places i've been