This is a song about "Kyles mum"

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

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

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Right where you stay

A foster mum while they

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray