This is a song about "My bitchy mom"

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

Because i'm workin' jobs to help my mom with my lowly pay,

My mom makes me feel so proud

Weed up, better make a sound

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

My mom bless, her heart was in a better place.

So i thanks for my mom

She go say i bad like saddam

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom