This is a song about "I fucked qays mum"

Don't know her name those ain't really important

Cause i always remember the names that i fucked,

And i'm not kidding when i say this generation is fucked,

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

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

Never break, took a break though

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

The last thing i said to n ur mum n dad was die a payneful death

Then some lady named billie holiday

I've fucked up bad i think i may

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

By the way, hotel room number 218, yup that's the place i fucked his mum in