This is a song about "Your mum left"

Winding up left next to the back door after a fight that left your muscles tore

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

What's left except drinkin', doin' drugs to drown your sorrow,

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

The rap game you cherished, cut your pussy and left you airless

So with your mind left exploded

Now you got me hopped up on that

Nigga you never left your mamas nest

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

It's late and you stuck in my basement

And his shit left on your pavement

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot