This is a song about "She cheated on me mama"

But yo cheated on me

And losin all his money

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

She told me to put it on full throttle

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Keep the bitches on my dick

My god's won, death's been cheated

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

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

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

She wanted me to move on as quickly as i possibly could.

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good