This is a song about "Sexy moms"

I remember waking to my moms

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Pop toasters and they live with they moms

Your sexy lips so gentle

I'm mental, it's instrumental

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Before we see it's hard to live

Shooting down moms and wives

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

Whose there? twista breakin' em' off it's a magical sexy

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots