This is a song about "Connors mother"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I also carry traits from my mother,

Jesus is our mother

They tested with stress that they under

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

She should have invited her

Screamed my brains out at my mother

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Ain't no mother fucker harder than

Baby, you know who you are

Mother, o my mother!

Ugly like randyrhinos mother

Said when i do dirt wit her

I hate you and your mother,

A metaphor, for the insecure