This is a song about "Matt mum"

Me and your mum had rough sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

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

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

So slim davy please call up your mum

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

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

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

I'mma sign that work and release that

Puts up with mum and dads crap