This is a song about "Ricos mom"

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Well go cry to your mom

Won't run out anytime soon

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

But did you think about your mom,

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

Associating light skin with classy

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

It’s something that’s in your veins

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,