This is a song about "Mothers day"

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Cause all deeze freeky hoz want you to make them mothers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

They're both seen as incompetent with their baby mothers,

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Anaheim city! you mothers with me!

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

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

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

You hear the mothers and fathers shout

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about