This is a song about "Kurts mum"

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

A foster mum while they

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Higher power where these verses from

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

I care for you more than my mum

Carolina where i made it from