This is a song about "This for you mom"

For making you feel this way

I've got so much to say

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

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

It sends her on a trip so right

You shouted for this fight

But did you think about your mom,

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

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

I'll be fine this time without any harm so please don't worry mom

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

When you probably live with your mom, and can't pay for tv

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Bitch, i might make you my baby

But you can't have this shit for free