This is a song about "Call your mama"

Every since then our whole city been horrible

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

To pour lava on your own mama and snap your thin throats

Well rick james, maury jane

Shut your mouth, call you bane

Please correct me, stretch marks

// [you can call out your guards]

Call your girl up and meet her/

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Man i will call your bluff

That will be enough