This is a song about "Moms dick"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

I did what i wanted man, dont listen to my moms

Call your moms, tell her to plan yer burial

Cause this album pack enough evil

And moms, she raised me well...

The twin towers fell

It was hard for me and moms growing up

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Meanwhile, your moms just lookin for the #highest #bidder

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I do mind when i hear they moms crying

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

You should be cautious, kid

O wait...your moms already did/