This is a song about "Ur mum m8"

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

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

I care for you more than my mum

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them