This is a song about "Mama raise me"

Would never hit my mama,

You made me wanna

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

We're lookin out for your babies mama

Lucky seven probably poppa

With such an ugly picture in it and

Mama hides me in the basement

Put me down, i won't take shit. raise the bar a bit.

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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,