This is a song about "Ya ma"

Our children must be taught, of africa

Brah lynching cuz you're fat like your ma.

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Stage name became ma focus

Isabella, ma bella

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Is written in our souls, africa

But that doesn't mean to stress ma

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Our nation have to bow, africa

Only means i'm following my dreams ma