This is a song about "Your mum is a mild"

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Not a softy, your rap is faulty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

So slim davy please call up your mum

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Yo this is your homie a scale

That’s what i call a fairy tale

Back in the motherfuckin bay

A foster mum while they

Your rhyme is like a poison dart,

No wonder why when times get hard

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

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

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live