This is a song about "Mother to her child"

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

An argument could be made for her mother and father,

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Didn't want to turn from god, but i'm the child he refused,

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Or her mother, or her mother's other lover

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Her mother deftly left the room,

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

What a delight her single mother stands applauding

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

I brought my mother to the room and sat her in a chair.