This is a song about "Worst moms"

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Always hopin' for the worst

And moms, she raised me well...

Shows to do, got record to sell

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

Together all the timethought it was true love

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

Long as she come to me first

So we go for the worst

Walk into my great place, cozy

I made your moms ass rosy

I'm worst than a enemy

And losin all his money

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms