This is a song about "Deans mum"

So i can finally say to mum

500 at the villa ain't no problem

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

So slim davy please call up your mum

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

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

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Young money motherfucker we the shit

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that