This is a song about "Deans mum"

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

The race war, when it's us against all of them

So i can finally say to mum

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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

And you all will respect that

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Me and your mum had rough sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Go cop the 3.6 and meet my name on the deans list

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

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego