This is a song about "Losing your mother"

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Wonder if they take it all back

Did your mother tell you that

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Oops, well the door slammed, laylow? how's your mother?

Baby, you know who you are

And while i’m in your mother,

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Who will take your mother and worsen

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

Guess who that girl was it was your mother

See, i like the person that you are