This is a song about "Mommy"

"mommy i can rap!" oh swell son, that's nice

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Won't bring your mommy back, or even make things right

In new orleans, close your eyes, might need ya mommy

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Go home back to yo mommy and whimper

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

And me mommy had no hope we was really sick

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Up beside your mommy and daddy

Than the muse of a family

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Now i'm like mommy, dad look at this song we have

Run tell mommy, tattle on me,

It's obvious i'm crazy