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

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Just need my eyes lower

Like a wayne brady poster

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Clap two times if you drunk

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

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

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

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

They say i talk like im god body

One day my momma told me