This is a song about "Thanking his mama"

His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

Baby all i do is rap

What could you do ?if it was up to you

Dont worry mama i remember you too

But lil' mama so dope

Used to find dope in his coat

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Shun guns n' they toking, little was spoken, smoking, thanking whoever brought the toke in

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Convicted, ma mama predicted when i was addicted