This is a song about "Mama gone away"

He gave me so much drama i had to call my mama,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Cocky as fuck but i'm unloved by my own mama,

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

I thought mama taught ya,

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone//

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

But lil' mama so dope

Since i was left with no hope

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

Ma's gone, pop's gone, wiggy dipped...

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Would never hit my mama,