This is a song about "My mpther"

Know it good when she go no hands

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Clap two times if you drunk

My streaks my testament.

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Good love then i can do that for her

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Must be something you want me to see

My own unknown is my enemy,

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,