This is a song about "For momma"

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

Let me call that hotel

Momma said i am a hell

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

One day my momma told me

Momma just unaware that i sell dope,

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Because there ain't no coming back from that

My momma needed a new crib

My momma is a witness to my greatness

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone