This is a song about "Sorry mum"

N i'm not fucken sorry

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Telling you not to feel sorry

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

After lebron, i'm what's next

Me and your mum had rough sex

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

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

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low