This is a song about "Sams mum"

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

So slim davy please call up your mum

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

Spare no expenses i'm a smart spender like a sams card

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

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

I’m effervescent, just ask them

So i can finally say to mum