This is a song about "Sexing your mom"

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Your mom would rather raise a maggot

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

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

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

If i didn't, i guess i'm a cool cocaine connect

While writing a respond, ask your mom for help

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy