This is a song about "Bitch mama"

Mama stayed hustlin, i salute her

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

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

Texting my mama current self

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Are almost as old as yo mama

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

I give two shits about yo mama

Lucky seven probably poppa

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,

Wanna hear a joke yo mama loves ya

To liberate yourself, africa