This is a song about "There mom"

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

That's word to my mom

My mom, it was the bomb,

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Well go cry to your mom

Tats no dey for my arm

My mom is so hardworking,

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

They tryin to say that i don't care

Hello? is there anybody out there?

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

My mom gave me two selections