This is a song about "Yer maw"

I dont know you yer i get that

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Call your moms, tell her to plan yer burial

Yer well thats a cover up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Yer dont worry im not talking to you

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

Yer i may be new but i know wat im talking about

Yer dont go ther hun he sure aint worth it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit