This is a song about "Loving mama"

And now the present got you struggling

As kellin quinn once said wiv loving

Or as your loyal and loving pet

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Got a killer flow from the llama

Would never hit my mama,

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

That your buying and there loving it,

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

And there's no way i can pay you back

Freestyle turn you to a homie. call me strange but not loving

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Mama hides me in the basement