This is a song about "Your mum left"

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

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

Flyer then the rest of them

Your son is left wondering when

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Your father left you for another

If you wanted a date, don't come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Lucky seven probably poppa

Left her to fuck your momma

Riding around with ms. reece and them

So slim davy please call up your mum

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Nigga you never left your mamas nest

And his shit left on your pavement

Clap two times if you drunk