This is a song about "Alfies mum"

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

I had been around niggas, killas, pimps

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

For the outlawz, here we come

So slim davy please call up your mum

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

So i can finally say to mum

Something wicked this way come

And it ain't no problem

I care for you more than my mum

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem