This is a song about "Mama raise me"

Mama always told me if you do somethin', do it right,

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

She's just trying to raise me, concerned with my well-being,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Your papa your mama should tell you not to miss with me

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

You tried to raise a fist against me, but couldn't ball one up to make it

Waiting for me to raise the bar

See, i like the person that you are

I promise to keep it honest

Feel my vibe raise the fist

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Ever raise beef that's to me, no maybe, bet you'll truly be, pushin', #daisies dead, #cruelty\