This is a song about "I m sorry momma"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I think my fam is key, cuz my momma believed in me,

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

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I feel sorry for there parents

I"m the designated driver

Run for cover and return fire

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Im greedy when i eat, so my momma always late,

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Just how i wasted yo momma last nite for one little buck

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut