This is a song about "Tucks mom rap"

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

Get it back and shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

It was his mom i made cry

So y'all niggas can fly

Tats no dey for my arm

My mom, it was the bomb,

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Strapped up attacking mom nature

You is not hip then i can not coach her