This is a song about "Step mothers"

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover

Just so happens mine they prefer

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

They're both seen as incompetent with their baby mothers,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Cause all deeze freeky hoz want you to make them mothers,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Mothers' heads tucked in, day and night they'd cry/

Ain't finna peak yet

Vs me taking a step

Drug dealers live in poverty in gutters with their mothers,

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers