This is a song about "Yo momma"

I know yo momma taught you better,

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever

Momma just unaware that i sell dope,

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

One day my momma told me

Now what will momma do, she's alone,

So i parked in a tow-away zone

And i ain't goin' well

Momma said i am a hell

I came ova yo house, yo momma got racks what's good?

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Just how i wasted yo momma last nite for one little buck

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck