This is a song about "Twerk mom"

While you serpents twerk, curtains close, sir,

That damier bag i bought her

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

My bitches had a bad day twerk it up

Wit my kin that i came in wit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

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

The concept is so absurd

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

Could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

But she try to twerk like miley cyrus,

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love