This is a song about "Loving mom"

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

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

My shit, i know u loving

Go pop some pills or something

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

So she loving me, got a house up vagas,(where it ought

Like sally mae on college debt

Loving you is clouding my head

Loving forever no one can touch me like i got new gloves

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Heard that you alright though

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive