This is a song about "Sexy momma"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Tie it in silk and name it sexy;

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Move on, life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Go back to your toys, y'all ain't sexy.

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Tell my momma i’m a shaman rhymin'

My momma needed a new crib

Saying they this and that

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front