This is a song about "I shaged your mum"

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

I care for you more than my mum

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,

Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Teach you how to rope a chick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring