This is a song about "Foxy mama"

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,

Lucky seven probably poppa

Is written in our souls, africa

Wanna hear a joke yo mama loves ya

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Would never hit my mama,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways

I needed some change, mama needed a raise

Pushing in my mama van

You gotta let these shits go, man

I give two shits about yo mama

Got a killer flow from the llama

We're lookin out for your babies mama

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama