This is a song about "Love mum"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

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

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

Carolina where i made it from

I care for you more than my mum