This is a song about "Mama said"

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

About how she was a bad mama, mama said "fuck 'em then"

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

I use yo mama as a waitress,

Make me another brother

Mama stayed hustlin, i salute her

Texting my mama current self

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

But you never come when you period is five days

I needed some change, mama needed a raise

I made her my baby mama

My all gold rolly or the

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

I give two shits about yo mama

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

We're lookin out for your babies mama