This is a song about "Reece s mum"

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

S queezys very bold

Black woman you cold

It´s the battle of life

We hustle to survive

I care for you more than my mum

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain