This is a song about "Frederick ma"

But that doesn't mean to stress ma

The science and the art, africa

Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Bitches suck ma dik like wine

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Here i go again, falling in love

Stage name became ma focus

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Its nothin, ma, im still sane

I stop and stare at the younger

Lost ma mother and my brother

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Bring your pen and your weed stash