This is a song about "Yo mum"

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

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

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

How fitting we at stadium

Baby all i do is rap

Puts up with mum and dads crap

So slim davy please call up your mum

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

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

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts