This is a song about "Mama left"

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Out at night mama hit my phone

You left your nigga on his own

Pushing in my mama van

Money long from here to japan

And daddy's in the cadillac

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

I ain't, mad, at cha

I thought mama taught ya,

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Convicted, ma mama predicted when i was addicted

Wanna hear a joke yo mama loves ya

They infiltrate our homes, africa