This is a song about "Nates mom"

My mom, it was the bomb,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

But did you think about your mom,

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

My mom gave me two selections

Can't tell mom the same thang

Weed i can't pronounce man

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

They clapping and we balling

Your mom walks in and says good morning

Her mom takin that crap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap