This is a song about "Your mum"

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

And i must admit

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing

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

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

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Puts up with mum and dads crap

See i let my nigga split that

Then some lady named billie holiday

His old man always did his mum the wrong way

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot