This is a song about "Jakes mum"

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking

Reading shit my critics say

A foster mum while they

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

The last of a dying breed too many whack artists

Bottles by the case, runnin from the jakes

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

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