This is a song about "I love my momma"

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

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

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

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I promised momma that i wouldn't curse,

I love my dick like i love my bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

My momma is a witness to my greatness

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I love it when my opponents spit emotionally

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

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

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