This is a song about "Mama choose him over me"

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

High off life? my nigga not even

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Now he calling me baby mama

Watching for the cops that's moving through

You are mad cuz i choose him instead of you

Bitches aint cant get over me

It ain't hard to make money

But got comma’s in my statement

Mama hides me in the basement

His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

Riding around with ms. reece and them

I thanked him over and over again

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand