This is a song about "Fucked mum"

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

You make a nigga's night turn day

A foster mum while they

Uppity bitches, handling business

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

So slim davy please call up your mum

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day

His old man always did his mum the wrong way