This is a song about "I love you mom"

Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I got your mom yellin,"why you hit it and quit it,"

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

What preceded was the clue

But i aint sick i did love you

Whatever i spit, you love it,

With these macs i've got a bad habit

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Ma i fucking love you

Tats no dey for my arm

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Niggas that guided me through

You know that i love you

Though i love how you do

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew