This is a song about "Losing mum"

I'm everything that they call nice

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

I’m effervescent, just ask them

I care for you more than my mum

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

So i can finally say to mum

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Baby all i do is rap

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

Y'all get shot at, homie...i do the shooting

This is hip hop for today

A foster mum while they