Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Freddie was closer to his mother then to his father and, in many ways would undoubtedly feel that his choice of career would not be acceptable to her and to his religion and culture. Yet he still proceeds.

Taking up the 'gun' and 'killing' the man he was, killing the past and breaking from tradition just as he should be growing into it was one of his early conflicts with his 'new life'. Here he is perhaps trying to destroy the private Freddie, to take on board the new fame-filled jet-setting lifestyle.

Yet he is keenly aware of what he is giving up, and the disappointment that it would initially have caused his mother: his ancestors.

Again, we get the '...nothing really matters' repeated from earlier; only this time it is for his family, for his past, to realise that, ultimately, the way is forward and what is cast off is nothing more then empty tears and they - and he - should simply move on.