This is a song about "My momma"

But my momma could'nt even afford beans

And she throws up whatever she eats

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

And come to find out my momma havein another daughter

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

And listenin' to my kids questioning, wonderin' about where their momma is

Tell my momma i’m a shaman rhymin'

What up girl, tell me how you been

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!