This is a song about "Ur my life mom"

Don't blame my mom, she got fired over some bullshit

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Little more weed, first class seats

At least not until my mom leaves

So i thanks for my mom

My sim card's the bomb

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

This is a double entendre ur a troubled contender for my crown improve ur vocab clown/

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Cause my thing something vicious