This is a song about "My momma"

And me my momma was always in a very bad mood

All my niggas get together to gather loot

My momma is a witness to my greatness

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

My momma needed a new crib

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

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

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

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

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