This is a song about "Yay mum"

The last of a dying breed too many whack artists

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Bitch you should see my wallet

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Just to go to liv on a sunday

When i kill you all i will be saying yay!

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex

So i can finally say to mum

If a nigga didn't fake like them

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

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Puts up with mum and dads crap

One night love: i'mma need that