This is a song about "Tres mom"

It was his mom i made cry

Damn is your mattress dry

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

So if you done with these beijing games

And come back baby boomerang

Can't tell mom the same thang

My mom, it was the bomb,

No tats dey for my arm

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

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

Get a call from my mom, one love/

And i can't help but notice

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Strapped up attacking mom nature