This is a song about "I miss mum"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I miss the way she walk and talk and i really miss her laughter/

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

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

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Oh i miss you to much

What's the deal with the nets though

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

Lv on my luggage

God i miss her so much

I knew for sure, that's the person that i'd always miss.

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Oh i miss you to much

I ain't gone judge