This is a song about "My momma"

Left her to fuck your momma

My all gold rolly or the

With no food man ask my momma it was very hard

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

I thank my momma for all shes ever done

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Momma dont leave my side dont shrug

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

And come to find out my momma havein another daughter

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

But my momma could'nt even afford beans

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves