This is a song about "Diss mum"

Cause you are on the diss,

I swear ri got a hit with this

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

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Highest form of affection, physical connection

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

So i gotta spit to this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Momma say, you making me lose pay

His old man always did his mum the wrong way