This is a song about "Nicks mom"

You ain't gon find that

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Full of shit, like i ate that john

But did you think about your mom,

My sim card's the bomb

So i thanks for my mom

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

My mom gave me two selections

It's the perfect plan

Can't tell mom the same thang

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Whether teddy or pat

Her mom takin that crap