This is a song about "Billys mum"

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

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

So slim davy please call up your mum

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

I've got so much to say

A foster mum while they

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

Mum and dad dintnt like it

The master of this rap shit