This is a song about "You mom"

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

Used to call me the african don dada

You're not unique, what, you got with my mom, in the sheets?

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

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

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

But did you think about your mom,

She go say i bad like saddam

Stay in school kid, and do what your mom told you.

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

This rapping is just a charm

So i thanks for my mom

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

I saw ya mom at cathedrals prayin that the devil dont see you

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

And i made it with that dope flow