This is a song about "Mother and son arguing"

But look at my mother and father

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

From alaska son and i'm

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

Just pray to the lord, and you'll be just fine, son.

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Mercury into your son and killing civilians with our troops

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves