This is a song about "Kaya mum"

So keep fronting till my peeps come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Momma say, you making me lose pay

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

So i can finally say to mum

500 at the villa ain't no problem

I care for you more than my mum

When they here today what you say to them

A foster mum while they

Oh, why do i live this way

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot