This is a song about "Stop calling my mam"

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

I dont think its humane but im not sane, i hear little voices in my head calling my name,

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south

Calling out my name so much i feel like ferris,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Even in my sleep they keep calling me,

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

My hands wont stop shaking

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Put my calling card, through the side of your brain.

Untill my heart stop beating up

I know you're mad, but so what

She ruin my dream, calling rex?!!

I'm on deck i'm up next