This is a song about "Mothers and daughters"

Penncounting pennys over tha years

And their mothers and fathers

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Whoops i accidentally fucked all your mothers

Ain't got started but your daughters wish it

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Excuse me how the hell do you feel you sit on your ass all day and you mothers

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

I got a dollar and a dream

Sons and daughters, thanks for bein

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

When your dough is the sweetest it's easy to puff puff

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Mothers heads tucked in, day and night they'll cry/