This is a song about "Letter to mum"

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

I had to take a pen, to apologize in this letter

Baby, you know who you are

I sent that shit like a letter,

Should have reread the letter

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

And put it together

Gone is just a letter

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Live a lie don't ask me why. i wrote a letter to the ghetto,

Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow