This is a song about "You mum"

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

So i can finally say to mum

And it rules everything around them

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,

Puts up with mum and dads crap

See i let my nigga split that

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

And this will be the song that we sing

Same shit you said yesterday

A foster mum while they

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum