This is a song about "My momma tought"

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

So me and my momma can be happy no more abortions

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Left her to fuck your momma

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

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

This nigga was about to say something about my momma i wish this nigga would

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

And me my momma was always in a very bad mood

I think my fam is key, cuz my momma believed in me,

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city