This is a song about "Codys mum"

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

I care for you more than my mum

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

And it ain't no problem

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

Wait, now it's about eight something

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

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

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

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

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Puts up with mum and dads crap