This is a song about "My moma"

Sit back and watch your sunrise

See my pain through my eyes,

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

I could think of a couple positions for you

Finding-nemo-ass niggas get your life together

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

All the girls really want is fun

Grab my knife and my gun

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads