This is a song about "Tom brady s baby momma"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

Fuck your girl baby momma and ya mom in the same night

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

I know what you do with that

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Like a wayne brady poster

Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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