This is a song about "Persons mum"

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Make room for the groom married to his music

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Riding around with ms. reece and them

So slim davy please call up your mum

Bet i get like 8 of them

So i can finally say to mum

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

Who real bitches check me out though

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I'll put dond in a line with his subordinate persons