This is a song about "Ur mum"

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

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

When they here today what you say to them

I care for you more than my mum

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing

Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds