This is a song about "Proud mom"

We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out

In adolescence you could bet my fuckin parents were so proud

So i thanks for my mom

This rapping is just a charm

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Just gotta be proud for what you created

(ain't too proud 2 beg), pssh, nigga please

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

But i’m proud to call her mine

My gold rollie tell time

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Ma family aint proud of me

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

Dope as shit and he knows it, a soldier, they're so proud,

She go say i bad like saddam

Well go cry to your mom