This is a song about "Mama i made it"

It made me depressed, and i confess, i lied to your face,

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Have a laugh or two like "yeah i made it.

Contributing the real shit

Just screaming fuck it i made it

It was his mom i made cry

Three j's took me this high

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

But i can proudly say it made me stronger than i was

Imma celebrate when i made it

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Got a killer flow from the llama

I give two shits about yo mama

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,