This is a song about "Momma hustlin"

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I promised momma that i wouldn't curse,

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

I don't need no fucking throne

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

A young punk hustlin,hey cops,get back!

When i was starving now it's payback

Beware your existence im a villian i know your feelin this dont sqeal lil

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

I think my fam is key, cuz my momma believed in me,

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party