This is a song about "Fucked ya mum"

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

And it ain't no problem

I care for you more than my mum

Most of them niggas dumb

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

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

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Uppity bitches, handling business

Then we take ya sister, fucked her like i missed her

His dreams gone dry, that's why he on water

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies