This is a song about "Mommy wadnt there"

Now i'm like mommy, dad look at this song we have

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

I got three bitches and one is ya mommy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Mommy got me thinking i should be a lord

Dont got time for ya mommy

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Run tell mommy, tattle on me,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

"mommy i can rap!" oh swell son, that's nice

When mom && dad got drunk, daddy abused mommy

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Time to get your mommy out here to defend ya