This is a song about "Ur mom"

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Ur in over ur head, bitch your tactics are useless

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

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

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

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

But did you think about your mom,

When you took my hand up so calm

Well go cry to your mom

Full of shit, like i ate that john

My mom gave me two selections

They bringing me fish and chips

Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club