This is a song about "Step moms"

Meanwhile, your moms just lookin for the #highest #bidder

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Call your moms, tell her to plan yer burial

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Pop toasters and they live with they moms

Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

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

Let's have a toast for this new love

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Tatted my moms on my back for ambition

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Fake the laughs cause he knew his moms would break his ass