This is a song about "Mother let s go to the mall"

We can go to the mall, then be back to the crib

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

When i get that 10 racks nigga we gone hit the mall

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

If only i could go back into the 80’s

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

Go home to your mother

That i will leave earth with her

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Send her to the mall for some shit you can't afford

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go

Step in the battle, then let it go

Word, absence will make the heart grow

As a fein/ my mother tried to brain wash my dome/ wouldnt let

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head