This is a song about "Denzels mum"

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

You know that love is a very serious thing

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

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Vijay singh and all of them

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

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

You love pretending like your love for learning

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

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

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

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses