This is a song about "Doony s mum"

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

They for grossing a bigger business

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,