This is a song about "Archie s mum"

Puts up with mum and dads crap

And you all will respect that

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

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

The outline which you n****s out dated

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

It has been this way

A foster mum while they

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Wait, now it's about eight something

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,