This is a song about "Your mum and weed"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Give players plenty space

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

I’m way harder than the concrete

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

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

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

And my mum is calling a person that is magic sue

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

Now lets here your rap while i sit back with some weed and some paper.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her