This is a song about "Ones own mother"

The ones always feeling fuckin crummy

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

// [we're the ones who made you]

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Inhospitable like your mother

They tested with stress that they under

I'mma sign that work and release that

Foes are rusted no ones trusted

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

The replacement of the word "mother"

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

So we'll just suffer

Mother, o my mother

Mother, o my mother

I said i'm hurting her