This is a song about "Bum crumb"

Another bum as a janitor, all we gotta do is learn algebra,

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

Just to find them and obliterate them to a bloody crumb

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

You always talkin cash but we know you a bum,

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

The sage is burnt to crumb, the pipe scorched like my laden lung

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

Good luck with that mug of a mutt ya bum, you're dumb

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them