This is a song about "Tim s mum"

But luckily tim changed my year

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

A foster mum while they

Might as well pre pay

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Tim fuckin duncan, posting up

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

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

For the outlawz, here we come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,