This is a song about "Codys mum"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

Superfly, opposite of basic

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Something wicked this way come

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

Vijay singh and all of them

So slim davy please call up your mum

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

Why i can't move away

A foster mum while they