This is a song about "Cals mum"

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

A foster mum while they

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Killing these niggas off quick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

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

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

And my mum is calling a person that is magic sue

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you