This is a song about "Zack s mom"

Well go cry to your mom

When you took my hand up so calm

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

S queezys very bold

Is a space that now you hold

I finally got a girl, mom!/

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Stay in school zack you'll be sorry you're a fool

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

But i like you like..like a lil bit

S on my chest like a superman vest

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best