This is a song about "Rip mom"

Without the sound of guns

My mom gave me two selections

Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Rip this shit like cling film

I'm doing the same thing

Now ill rip myself on these beats

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

It didn't help a bit, grab a razor let it rip

Smack a bong, rip the gong

We at the top where we belong

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Strapped up attacking mom nature

Her mom takin that crap

The door crack, niggas all black