This is a song about "Letter 2 my mama"

Would never hit my mama,

Lucky seven probably poppa

Check my letter i got christmas money,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

"2pacalypse now" 'til infinity boy, forever

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

See i'm still yelling at my mama in my dreams

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Out at night mama hit my phone

Cocky as fuck but i'm unloved by my own mama,

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

Call my dot cuz im above you like the lowercase letter i dont try to

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

I've seen how you acted/ put my mama through hell/

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well