This is a song about "Bitch mama"

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

I promise i'mma call you back

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Wanna hear a joke yo mama loves ya

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Mama said that i was way too handsome

Mama, fuck you, little bitch, mood swings, now i'm grounded?

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Cocky as fuck but i'm unloved by my own mama,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Gotta handle your own

Out at night mama hit my phone