This is a song about "Momma hustlin"

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Im fucking talented, both in bars and hustlin hard

My momma needed a new crib

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Left her to fuck your momma

Mama stayed hustlin, i salute her

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother