This is a song about "Sorry momma"

I'm going back to cali

No you ain't i'm sorry

Momma was getting a new raise.

See money talk and these days

N i'm not fucken sorry

Wanna see you work your body

Momma dont leave my side dont shrug

Bitches is artificially duck

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Momma said i am a hell

The twin towers fell

Telling you not to feel sorry

On they twitter writing novels, see

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

My momma needed a new crib