This is a song about "Warrens mom"

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

So they taught me to spray

Right to wear your mom stay

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

We back on these highways moving cakes

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Get you high, keep it on the low

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

You grounded like mom is you serious?

So i thanks for my mom

When you took my hand up so calm