This is a song about "Cryin for my momma"

My momma is a witness to my greatness

Just let me explain this, why you pick up that stainless

With no food man ask my momma it was very hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card

So me and my momma can be happy no more abortions

I mean it's been working but we don't get support like orphans

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Miami nights, ain't another one

Tell my momma i’m a shaman rhymin'

Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Y u cryin? "gimme back my back" no bitch its mine, i rap not for your souls

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,