We all know that jodi held and maintained the best mom title,
It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little
I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death
I just play my part make moves like chess
He’s clearly not the one my mom expected on mother’s day
So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way
They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn
Got those 7 digits from your mom at the pawn/
"ey, mom grab the hatchet"
Keeping them on the hip
Like the rapist, who fucked your mom when he laced it
It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet
At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton
Ahead of the game fuckin yo mom with three chains on
They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets
You're not unique, what, you got with my mom, in the sheets?
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