This is a song about "Your mum"

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

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

Well, i can handle that

Puts up with mum and dads crap

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

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

So i can finally say to mum

So muthafuck the system

I never crack i got that chap stick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Me and your mum had rough sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Sign on my dick that say

A foster mum while they