This is a song about "Friends mum"

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Since we were never really friends.

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

So i can finally say to mum

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

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

I make you feel like it is 10 below

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

To increase my ends

Frequent toker, ask my friends.

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies