This is a song about "On my moma"

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Beats on repeat, have to get my mind on my side

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

I put my raps on vine,

At the same damn time

Riding around without a fuck given

Tatted my moms on my back for ambition

Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

All lying ass defensive ass boys

My tongue is on steroids

And i like the hoes that need passion

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin