This is a song about "Mum death"

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting

So slim davy please call up your mum

Oh, you look like my next victim

What you getting is death

Yes sir, please confess

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

The last thing i said to n ur mum n dad was die a payneful death

I care for you more than my mum

Something wicked this way come