This is a song about "My moms big forehead"

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

I also have a cutie to call

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

And every time i hear my moms phone ring

When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

Together all the timethought it was true love

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

I hope my moms finally proud for me to be her son,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

And my name too big, and my gang too big

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick