This is a song about "Brandon s mum"

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

I care for you more than my mum

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

So slim davy please call up your mum

It's slight blemishes and life system

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick