This is a song about "Mother is dead"

Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

My wife is dead, all i have is mona

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

That rap is mostly dead/

Like sally mae on college debt

Jesus is our mother

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

He is just standing there as i fuck his mother-fucking heir

But i'm still living life dead mother-fucking broke

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Boom! now that she is dead

My voice make her wet

Come there, if your mother is around.

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out