This is a song about "Baby momma"

I got to be your baby

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

One day my momma told me

I was wondering maybe

Got a killer flow from the llama

Left her to fuck your momma

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

My momma needed a new crib

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Well you gotta know baby

Please boo what's your size crazy

I got to be your baby