This is a song about "Matt caens mum"

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

I care for you more than my mum

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

My mum said all he did for her was "take my virginity"

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

So i can finally say to mum

If you wanted a date, don't come