This is a song about "Thanking my mom for always being there"

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

My mom is scolding me again for fucking bitches

And if they did, they didn't care

Just the fact of being there

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

For being nasty off the top like my heads got lice

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

Remind me who was always fucking there?

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

One for my well being, the other pushing me to the brink.

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Nobody remembered me but i was always there,

Thanking u for giving us all that priority , time and prominence,

Family needs it to get out of the trailer we lived in for ten years