This is a song about "Mama gone away"

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

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Are almost as old as yo mama

I don’t need no interruption when i’m making you moanearly morn, wake up, then you yawn

I had a beautiful girlfriend back home but then i moved away which i was gone

And waste away my hazy days for lazy ways 'till life is gone,

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

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

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

The pioneer of the coke rap