This is a song about "Mama raise me"

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

I'm afraid, though, yo mama is givin me head with a smile in the kitchin

He gave me so much drama i had to call my mama,

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

First time i see a lady battle me, oh well first off i raise hell put you in that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

And people tell me "sit down" every time i raise my hand in class,

I give two shits about yo mama

My all gold rolly or the

I made her my baby mama

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

This is what my mama used to tell me when i used to fight,

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

Now he calling me baby mama