This is a song about "Sex with mom"

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

Fuck that job been around that block

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

I'm on deck i'm up next

It wasn't about the sex

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

You're not unique, what, you got with my mom, in the sheets?

While i'm fucking your mom in the ass dude, with no damn lube

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

When you probably live with your mom, and can't pay for tv