This is a song about "Mommy wadnt there"

Im freestyling tell your mommy you got a mean rival

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Screamin for ya mommy like dat b*tch gona help/

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Didn't hit me that she wasn't the same mommy

Knowing you was getting by hardly

Dont got time for ya mommy

Even though,its nothing compared to your mommy,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Won't bring your mommy back, or even make things right

Run tell mommy, tattle on me,

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

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

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive