This is a song about "Moms spagett"

Fake the laughs cause he knew his moms would break his ass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

Attractive as gobstoppers to all the fat moms

It was hard for me and moms growing up

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

I do mind when i hear they moms crying

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

I hope my moms finally proud for me to be her son,