This is a song about "To mom"

Never listened to his mom, but always stayed in line

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Then they both went to the mall to get their mom a card of a apology

Didn't ya mom tell ya not to take the gun way,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

At the age of 12 my mom couldnt handle me, threatened to have me confined

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Or a mom who didn’t even know how to add

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Couldnt go to mom and get help cause she was worse

Because i'm workin' jobs to help my mom with my lowly pay,

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray