This is a song about "Aileen mama"

That he dont even own

Out at night mama hit my phone

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

I needed some change, mama needed a raise

But lil' mama so dope

My balance be so tight rope

So all the hustling for nothing man

Pushing in my mama van

I use yo mama as a waitress,

I can teach you all the sounds of love

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

About how she was a bad mama, mama said "fuck 'em then"

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

I give two shits about yo mama

Would never hit my mama,

My all gold rolly or the