This is a song about "Your mom is fight"

Back in the motherfuckin bay

Right to wear your mom stay

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

Your only in fight with your damn war

Summer time, different shore

Your mom jumped on this cock

You know i am not gon stop

Your mom would rather raise a maggot

10th grade, eyes red as shit

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

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