This is a song about "Matts hardings mum"

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Uppity bitches, handling business

So slim davy please call up your mum

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

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

Never break, took a break though

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

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

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat