This is a song about "Mommas"

Hey ''kid'', remind me to stick this screwdriver in your mommas butt

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Looked back in time, saw all the pain next to mommas wine

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Got rewarded with the taste of ya mommas rack

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Cause thats really that matters to me and my mommas both dreams

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Mommas worried shit is too stressful