This is a song about "Tristans mom"

They talk say cool jew na the man

Can't tell mom the same thang

She go say i bad like saddam

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

This is all my flow

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Got problems, what? i can't say

Right to wear your mom stay

I was playing with guns

My mom gave me two selections

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains