This is a song about "Nigga be triping on my mom"

Nigga remember how ur mom sucked my dick? thats a sign.

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Yea im bound to get it nigga, you could be my witness

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

But nigga don’t ride my dick when i’m on that high rise

Your mom sucked my dick, peanut butter, jelly nigga,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Used to be on the train of lame now nigga, i'm on the train of fame!

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone