This is a song about "Soccer moms"

And i need you to show me love

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

I don't know you, but know kick, niggas in the face, so soccer

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Tatted my moms on my back for ambition

With more & more rap material, i got you and ya moms

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

O wait...your moms already did/

To mcs that don't rhyme good

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Pop toasters and they live with they moms

Sb nike's, with the grey box