This is a song about "Love my mum"

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Oh, you look like my next victim

Baseball is my first love

Trust they seen enough

Baby if you want my love

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Or run through a pothole at two in the morning

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

Yea your gna love my sound

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

So slim davy please call up your mum