This is a song about "Wow mom"

"holy shit wow look at them gigantic racks my mon!"

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Wow that is really pathetic

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

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

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

So i thanks for my mom

Tats no dey for my arm

Y'all just keep saying wow

That you can bet now

Bout' those alien girls you met down the pit, talking bout' living in your pants, wow.

Hoping my information, alleviates the hesitiationi can see it clearly now

Because it's so much pressure now

You got a weak style, see, wow,

That's why all i want is you now

Like none knows now how wow