This is a song about "Jama s mum"

So i can finally say to mum

For the outlawz, here we come

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

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

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Whether teddy or pat

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold