This is a song about "O my god"

Mother, o my mother

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

My god he's amazing

I know the moves i'm making

Mother, o my mother!

Going broke, no sir

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Mother, o my mother

I stop and stare at the younger

You're not usin' your brain

My god damn hottie dame

There've been a lot o' rainy days, a lot in my life.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

Rolling while im blowing this stash