This is a song about "Ryan s mom"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Down the ryan, in a scion

Cold, my style making my nose run

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

If only i could go back into the 80’s

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and