This is a song about "Mama ain t raise no fool"

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Momma was getting a new raise.

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

You made me the fuckin fool

Back in tha old school