This is a song about "The rude mom"

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

I fucked yo mom in the the back of her van

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I'm the only child that my mom regrets, probably best

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Hoppin' out a van

Can't tell mom the same thang