This is a song about "My mothers beatuy"

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

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

But the only womens lips you've kissed is your mothers,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Witness something vengeful as i snuff your mothers dental

Cause all deeze freeky hoz want you to make them mothers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

At the end of day we all have or had mothers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

My mothers family had a plan/ marry this black man/ work your

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

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

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

And their mothers and fathers

Talking of the gods you serve