This is a song about "Le may mays"

Tell shorty i may change

Said her hearts, in a cage

I got a dollar and a dream

Brotha lynch may be mean

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

And i be on the block all day

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

It may be a bad deed,

Hold up yea we the best

And we may not be perfect

And i know - there'll never be peace

May i have your attention please?

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day

I've fucked up bad i think i may

Well i may be crazy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see