This is a song about "Ur momma"

From ur head n' ur mind,

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

And don't you bring your camera phone

Cause some of you bitches funny

One day my momma told me

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

My momma needed a new crib

I know what you do with that

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

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama