This is a song about "I ll kill your mum"

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

Brand new drop, i'm riding through harlem

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Shit, we don't believe none of them

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

I care for you more than my mum

Hoes row got beans in them

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

And the discography, somethin' you got to see