This is a song about "Dear momma"

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

My momma needed a new crib

I get scared, she says may i help you dear?

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Because the story you're gonna hear i hold very dear

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

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

Do you always run away from all of your problems dear?

Now i can draw your face up pretty

One day my momma told me

Dear future in my mind all i see is you

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Breakdancing to melle mel

Momma said i am a hell