This is a song about "Mother of pearl"

The insurance world beame your pearl

I'm a tell sean taylor i want that girl

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

Facing all this drama when mama's just a little girl

And im not puffin on the green or snorting (ish) white as pearl

I pearl harbored the beat

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

The replacement of the word "mother"

This way he has control of things he feels inside, his mother said how long have

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

So it leaves me to wonder

Mother, o my mother

That's what rains for

Go home to your mother