This is a song about "Moms spagett"

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

And moms, she raised me well...

Burberry, quite a hell

Tatted my moms on my back for ambition

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Attractive as gobstoppers to all the fat moms

Still living home with ya moms/

Fuckin' up my gold pots

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

With more & more rap material, i got you and ya moms