This is a song about "Rob millers mum"

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

The streets are littered with millers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

And we here to stay

A foster mum while they

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

Sweet, okay makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

Something wicked this way come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show