This is a song about "Aileen mama"

Mama hides me in the basement

With such an ugly picture in it and

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Out at night mama hit my phone

Lets get fucked up to the bone

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

We're lookin out for your babies mama

You made me wanna

Would never hit my mama,

I give two shits about yo mama

Lucky seven probably poppa