This is a song about "Your mom is fight"

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

But did you think about your mom,

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

But writing raps is the toughest fight,

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Your mom jumped on this cock

Your only in fight with your damn war

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Your mom walks in and says good morning

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring