This is a song about "Letter to mum"

So keep fronting till my peeps come

So slim davy please call up your mum

But that's what he liked her

Should have reread the letter

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

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

I don’t care where ya are

See you write a letter

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

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

If you wanted a date, don't come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Each and every one of my lines are clever, down to the very last letter.