This is a song about "Mathews mum"

Killa you already know harlem

I care for you more than my mum

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

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

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

So slim davy please call up your mum

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one