This is a song about "Whom"

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

All for dough to close the mouths of the hungry sons whom she bestowed her vows

I'm putting this one out there to whom it may concern

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

All for dough to close the mouths of the hungry sons whom she bestowed her vows

By a moth, whom really had no right/

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Black woman you cold

To whom i never boast...

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

Only god can judge me in this false world to whom i serve

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Countin' whom i despise, humans consume with lies

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Pass by life twice with vice thrashes to curdle whom,