This is a song about "Not my mom"

Hope my city is not too far

Believe my mom still needs a new car

I was gonna write you a poem today

Didn't ya mom tell ya not to take the gun way,

Shoot me with a gun but you're too fucking fun, giving u a cute pout

Or snort a line of coke through my nose and not have to worry if my mom finds out.

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,

Tats no dey for my arm

So i thanks for my mom

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known