This is a song about "Killing your mum"

What you want me to say

A foster mum while they

Your killing the hip-hop industry with your whack bars of misery,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Your telling me to stop because i am killing your brain

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

And i'm coming and i'm killing to make your life depart

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

I will beat you red,cos your cute rhymes are killing me

Killing with words and making your mind longer

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks