This is a song about "Buftons mum"

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

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

I was gonna write you a poem today

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Something wicked this way come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Take me away away

A foster mum while they

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

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

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum