This is a song about "Ma"

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

Only means i'm following my dreams ma

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Fucking u with ma middle finger

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Got my foot on the gas

Its nothin, ma, im still sane

They think they bring that pain

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

I just write that right by a mic stand

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

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

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow