This is a song about "Billys mum"

But where i'm from

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

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

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex