This is a song about "Suga momma"

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Now there's using your head, momma always said

When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Tell my momma i’m a shaman rhymin'

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

One day my momma told me

I came up hungry

They slowly showin they colors

I promised momma that i wouldn't curse,

Breakdancing to melle mel

Momma said i am a hell