This is a song about "A single mother with no help"

Kbric surfaced, killer with the lyrics, every single bar savage hundred no gimmicks

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Figurely argue with my mother,

So now she picks up the gun

A single so common

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

And not a single day goes by

Ain't no mother fucker harder than

We on a world tour, wale your man

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,