This is a song about "Your mom s tits"

No tats dey for my arm

But did you think about your mom,

We ain't playing no fucking games

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

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

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

Right to wear your mom stay

I was raised this way

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Imma fix your tits to the tip of this hook i've been mentionin'

My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him