This is a song about "Mum"

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

Puts up with mum and dads crap

But i muscle rap

For the outlawz, here we come

I care for you more than my mum

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

I take ‘em to the crib and leave our future in a condom

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow