This is a song about "Smoking loud marijuana missing my momma"

Take the train one stop to cop my marijuana

I can always depend on my mama

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

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

My momma is a witness to my greatness

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

One day my momma told me

Lazy sundays make my friends think i've gone missing

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Music is my form of expression, play it loud, play it loud, play it loud

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

Marijuana toking, cigarette smoking, neglected by life, reflected my emotions towards a knife,