This is a song about "Harrys mum"

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

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

Your last man was semi pro

I care for you more than my mum

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

A foster mum while they

And she gon let it loose, hey

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

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

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit