This is a song about "To mama"

What’s up dull ? log out kid and i will tell your mama to buy you a doll

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Mama hides me in the basement

If you feel it, it must be real just

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

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

We're lookin out for your babies mama

Lucky seven probably poppa

My all gold rolly or the

Are almost as old as yo mama

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Texting my mama current self

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful