This is a song about "Jama s mum"

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

So i can finally say to mum

And it rules everything around them

See, wages is minimum

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

I care for you more than my mum

There's nothin' like where i come from

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show