This is a song about "Tres mom"

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

My mom gave me two selections

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Ha, in your loophole though

She go say i bad like saddam

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

And all women who had light features, see

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

Get a call from my mom, one love/

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

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

No tats dey for my arm

But did you think about your mom,

You don't mean that, you faggot

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"