This is a song about "My mum is poor"

The flight is canceled due to poor sky conditions

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

So slim davy please call up your mum

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

When half the world is poor or in penitentiaries

See for me its like crime never paid,all it ever did was leave my mum in a rage,

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

A foster mum while they

Oh, why do i live this way

This is for everybody, the poor who just missed it,

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

My mum said all he did for her was "take my virginity"

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Bitch i'm the shit