This is a song about "Yo muma"

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

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Me and red raider, yo, go in, yo....

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

Hymn hydra paid liquor, she's unaesthetic yo

My fist cracked on impact yo,

You haven't flowered loco

Yo let me hit that jay yo!

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Yea, my middle finger to the law

In yo arm, and yo wife jaw