This is a song about "I didnt show up for my moms funeral"

I didnt complain and didnt say a word,

I ain't trynna be forward

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I'm looking for a defender who's willing to show up.

I forgot to take my crazy pills, didnt i?

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

My talent should take me places i've never been

Tatted my moms on my back for ambition

I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Growin up i didnt have luxury just a few toys.

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

I rap for the single moms supporting their dreams,

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans