This is a song about "Tonging your mom"

And non-nigga friends got it with him

I wish your mom had an abortion

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

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

Well go cry to your mom

No tats dey for my arm

Since we not even talking

Your mom walks in and says good morning

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

That's why they can't mess up my flow

Your mom would rather raise a maggot

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying