This is a song about "Unwed teenage mothers"

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

Raps so sick your mothers got syphilis

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

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

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

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

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

Oldest nation on this earth

All you mothers and daughters

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Anaheim city! you mothers with me!

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy