This is a song about "Sp00ky s mum"

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

I care for you more than my mum

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

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

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

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

So drop the slam and lets get sick

S queezys very bold

But for long time i had gone cold