This is a song about "Jacks mum"

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Top dropped down, black on black

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

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

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

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

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring