This is a song about "Your motherfuckin mom and son"

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

When you probably live with your mom, and can't pay for tv

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Ok you think a nigga shallow

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

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

And beer as long as your mom is here! my

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

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

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue