This is a song about "Mothers fathers"

I'm important to the impostors

All you mothers and daughters

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

They're both seen as incompetent with their baby mothers,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Soaking tears that flood the ocean, a mothers heart broken

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

At the end of day we all have or had mothers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth