This is a song about "Mothers"

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Mothers' heads tucked in, day and night they'd cry/

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Soaking tears that flood the ocean, a mothers heart broken

Babies born to mothers that will slowly leave em

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

All you mothers and daughters

Hold the door for girls

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

The unconditional love that we share for our families and our mothers

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

A boy, mothers mothering... they belong to the mad

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover