This is a song about "How much my mom loves"

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

My heart collapsed hard as train/i don't know how much longer my vengeance can

My mom is so hardworking,

I ain't with the talking

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

I don’t know how much of my swag’s remain

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

My mom gave me two selections

By any means necessary get campaign right

And that's how my story ends: my mom died

If he really sees us then how did my mom get cancer again?

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

See my sister, i bet she didnt know how much i fuckin missed her

Tats no dey for my arm

So i thanks for my mom