This is a song about "A bad mama jama"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

What a bad situation

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Good kids make bad grown ups

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

How many do i not do? nada. i'm a mama, doing saliva and marijuana.

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Rub the cream on my dick, ya mama ask for a lick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Straight over and told her mama there's a soccer game,

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Instead having a bad addiction

So if it comes down, may the best man win

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree