This is a song about "Cheating mum"

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

So i can finally say to mum

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Car seats got screens in them

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

People told me i am cheating

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing