This is a song about "Baby mama hannah"

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Texting my mama current self

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

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

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

That they have some fuckin spasm issues like hannah montana

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Mama stayed hustlin, i salute her

I am the streets, the future

I ain't, mad, at cha

I thought mama taught ya,