This is a song about "Moms"

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

And single moms were doing drugs, kids had nothing to eat,

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

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

And bad bitches give me head and tell

And moms, she raised me well...

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

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

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

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