This is a song about "Codys mum"

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

So slim davy please call up your mum

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

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

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

So i can finally say to mum

Kickin' in the door, and i'm everybody problem

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic