This is a song about "Euans mum"

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

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

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

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

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

We pray while we prey on competition

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

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow