This is a song about "On my mama"

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

And every day my mama drifts jobs like she's sleep-walking,

My all gold rolly or the

Now he calling me baby mama

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

Now change the sheets like mama did and hang 'em on the wire,

See i'm still yelling at my mama in my dreams

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

I've seen how you acted/ put my mama through hell/

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Rub the cream on my dick, ya mama ask for a lick

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick