This is a song about "Mom why you leve me"

Looking at your money

Why did you have to attack me,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Why you don't feel a little love for me

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

Why did you have to attack me,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

So why the hell would you leave me

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

Together all the timethought it was true love

You grounded like mom is you serious?

Why can't you see you mean so much to me?

God mc oh my god you gotta see