This is a song about "My mom"

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

He’s clearly not the one my mom expected on mother’s day

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

Disabled with my mom still as my payee,

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

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

And that's how my story ends: my mom died

I plead with em, the system ain't right

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Know that it’s god working

My mom is so hardworking,

When they showed up at your door at christmas

Get a call from my mom, one love/