This is a song about "Thanking my mom"

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Or know them testament verses

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

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

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

Don't blame my mom, she got fired over some bullshit

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip