This is a song about "Dear mamma"

The jiggas and the tips

Dear me, in about ten years

Fucked your mamma, covered my dick with a sock

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Wait for the rain and storms to clear oh dear fear

Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

But unfortunately she was taken away from michael.... mamma..

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Dear future in my mind all i see is you

Leave your running to your mamma,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

I was only eight when mamma had to move to amsterdam

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man