I was playing with guns
My mom gave me two selections
Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,
I spit it like a loaded nine, pop
Treat yo mom like one of my bitches
Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss
My mom doing drugs in her bedroom
When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune
My dads deadpool and my mom black widow
She said it really dont matter if its real though
God mc oh my god you gotta see
My mom and pops didn't want me
Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space
My mom bless, her heart was in a better place.
Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea
Because i'm workin' jobs to help my mom with my lowly pay,
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