This is a song about "Crying momma"

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

Just these words crying over shoulders,

Where my, soldiers, my true thug rollers

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

My momma needed a new crib

While you sit in a corner in your own sorrow crying

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Left her to fuck your momma

I try to tell them i'm one of the

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

You’ve lost me, so don’t come crying

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.