This is a song about "My mum and dad rowing since i was 3"

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

About 3 years ago and i was the only one to hear

Since i was ten, and slapped,

Just hustling you understand

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Shit, we don't believe none of them

See, it's something about commitment though

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

Spitting game since i was 12, my lyrics reflect it.

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I care for you more than my mum

When they here today what you say to them