This is a song about "Mama love"

Out at night mama hit my phone

Stop blowing up my cellphone

We're lookin out for your babies mama

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Wanna hear a joke yo mama loves ya

I needed some change, mama needed a raise

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Mama hides me in the basement

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I thought mama taught ya,

The science and the art, africa

Are almost as old as yo mama

Lucky seven probably poppa