This is a song about "Ricos mom"

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

When you took my hand up so calm

My mom, it was the bomb,

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Your mom walks in and says good morning

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Full of shit, like i ate that john

So i thanks for my mom