This is a song about "Mother death"

Currently back livin with my mother

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

And then raped my mother,

Going broke, no sir

Poke out from behind her

Mother, o my mother

That's all u need is death

I can taste the salt from my tears

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Grow older, closer to death.

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I'm on a death row,so death is a bitch i know

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Better for your mother

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder