This is a song about "Marks mum"

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

I'm here to make intangible marks like signatures in invisible ink.

I care for you more than my mum

Vijay singh and all of them

So slim davy please call up your mum

There's nothin' like where i come from

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Killing these niggas off quick

The world looking out, they on the front row

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

You haters put up your guards

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

He said that he rather put the pump to his face