MC Mom

[Part 1] [Verse 1] Yo I’m the M to the C to the M-O-M And when it comes to mom rappers I’m the biggity best of them Sendin' out this rhyme to my homie number one His name’s Carl Stewart but to me he’s just "son" Word up! [Verse 2] You left some stuff behind that I can send ya if you need Like your best friend bear, and your magazines Going through all this stuff but it looks pretty risky You use so much lotion but your socks sure are crispy I've been cleanin’ with the broom and the vacuum And found Victoria’s secret issues hiding in your room Every nook and cranny there are wads of tissues I can't even open this swimsuit issue I'm gettin’ your sheets so nice and clean Like when you wet your bed till you were 16 I overreacted, sorry I spanked you Look another crispy sock, [sniffs], no thank you! Crispy socks here, crispy socks there Crispy socks with some mystery hair [Part 2] Oh, oh the beat changed up [Verse 2] I got the kitchen and the basement and the living room And since your dad met that bitch I got his office too Got my juices goin’ My rhymes flowin’ My rap blowin’ showin’ no signs of slowin’ I can feel my skills growing Took a little practice to crack this These lyrical gymnastics, but now the fact is Queen B, Imma be throwin’ out your fuckin' mattress Hell yea, baddest bitch in the biz Takin’ the show on the road, you can clean up your own jizz, nigga Peace [On Screen: MADE BY MC MOM]