This is a song about "You mom is a stripper"

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

You better watch your back because your mom is on the loose for twinkies

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Deep throat a stripper then hit her and quitter,

Off this liquor with a stripper

It's like you're my mirror

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

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

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Get a call from my mom, one love/