This is a song about "Mother of goddess"

And i ain't frontin for her

Mother, o my mother

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

You propel women into goddess like status

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Mother, o my mother!

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Aint no mother fucking way you can get out of it now

The mother of these feelings calls herself dispair,

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

I'm having dreams of his mother, taking her skin and displacing

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Or better yet goddess

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Life goes on homiegone on, cause they passed awayniggas doin' life

I'm alive holy jesus mother of a killer i'm fucking alive