This is a song about "Dis your mum"

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Puts up with mum and dads crap

So i can finally say to mum

It's slight blemishes and life system

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

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

Jus a pawn in dis game,

Ice melts into rain

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Rack, rack city shit

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

To come over and try to do dis

Dis-able it in shame

Trying to renovate the game