This is a song about "My mom"

My mom and pops didn't want me

The good kid from the ugly city

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

And all women who had light features, see

They bringing me fish and chips

My mom gave me two selections

So i thanks for my mom

She go say i bad like saddam

My mom is so hardworking,

I hear the people talking

It's a beautiful bliss

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I always lived without my mom but i know she loves me

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

At least not until my mom leaves