This is a song about "I dont see my momma nigga"

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

See i dont need a rap thats pre

Tell my momma i’m a shaman rhymin'

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.

I dont see no people coming

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

One day my momma told me

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Momma dont leave my side dont shrug

We're young and we don't give a fuck

This nigga was about to say something about my momma i wish this nigga would

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth