This is a song about "Jacks mum"

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

And we don't stress for nothing i just press the button

Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one

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

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

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

You, you, you have to pay for that

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

I care for you more than my mum

Car seats got screens in them