This is a song about "Lasagna mama"

That's why i shine like i does

I use yo mama as a waitress,

Out at night mama hit my phone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Can you picture my specific plan

Pushing in my mama van

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

I needed some change, mama needed a raise

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

He gave me so much drama i had to call my mama,

Mama said that i was way too handsome

Shit, we don't believe none of them

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Would never hit my mama,

Lucky seven probably poppa

Now he calling me baby mama