This is a song about "Noah s mum"

I make forty-some dollars a day

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Me and your mum had rough sex

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Make room for the groom married to his music

Mum and dad dintnt like it

10th grade, eyes red as shit

It´s the battle of life

Rollin' down the four o five

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit