This is a song about "Your mum is"

So slim davy please call up your mum

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

Come get some, you little bum

I care for you more than my mum

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

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