This is a song about "Moms spagetti"

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

Heard the sound of several gun shots

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Still living home with ya moms/

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

Shooting down moms and wives

Paper planes, long flights

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

I do mind when i hear they moms crying

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

X came through, caught lighter fluid

O wait...your moms already did/