This is a song about "Mama and the drums"

And every day my mama drifts jobs like she's sleep-walking,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

I wanna cock and shoot, mama plots, thinks i'm knockin' boots,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

And every day my mama drifts jobs like she's sleep-walking,

To pour lava on your own mama and snap your thin throats

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

And take mama wit cha, cause despair don't do nothin but bite

Now he calling me baby mama

My all gold rolly or the