This is a song about "Matt caens mum"

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

I don't care what it did to them

So slim davy please call up your mum

And getting money is the song i sing

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

I care for you more than my mum

Something wicked this way come

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see