This is a song about "Will ma"

Brah lynching cuz you're fat like your ma.

Our nation have to bow, africa

Isabella, ma bella

Yeah, one time for the

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

Oh, why do i live this way

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Ma bars will knock u in the floor and leave u unconscious/

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Now if pain came to ma life it will no longer get called an asper

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