This is a song about "Old mom"

Your mom jumped on this cock

Living if she is or not

Since i was a day old,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

My mom gave me two selections

Without the sound of guns

The real muscle in the message of that

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

I'm doing the same thing

My mom is so hardworking,

But did you think about your mom,

When you took my hand up so calm

My mom, it was the bomb,

I got stacks all in my charm

So, they hate and they say

Right to wear your mom stay