This is a song about "Mothers day"

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Where did my time go? i let it fly

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

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Anaheim city! you mothers with me!

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

I walk around understanding the politics

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

A boy, mothers mothering... they belong to the mad

If i sent my dad letters

All you mothers and daughters

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover

Mark from kingston was a gun runner