This is a song about "Mean mothers"

Good love then i can do that for her

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

And i mean it (and i mean it)

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

They're both seen as incompetent with their baby mothers,

Oldest nation on this earth

And their mothers and fathers

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress