This is a song about "Ur mothers dead"

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Raps so sick your mothers got syphilis

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

Witness something vengeful as i snuff your mothers dental

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

The unconditional love that we share for our families and our mothers

All you niggas dead , dead fake

She self made, i'm self made

But the only womens lips you've kissed is your mothers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Soaking tears that flood the ocean, a mothers heart broken

A demon come near and i might throw a spear at the omen