This is a song about "Mama you told me about then girls"

Now he calling me baby mama

Got a killer flow from the llama

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

You told me i could trust you and you let me fall

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

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

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

Should of told me more about what you were going through

Then i remember the day you told me you were leaving

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Someone told me to hang in, then handed me a noose

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

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

You told me to get lost

It was my fault