This is a song about "Yo mamma pussy"

And make sure you remember this, ma i love you.. mamma..

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Pussy ass bitch, or do you prefer pussy ass snitch.

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

What them tippers don't see

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

I was only eight when mamma had to move to amsterdam

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Now mamma i wish you could see how much i love you through my eyes

Bad bitches never loved them though

And your mamma got her bubs out (no),

Like a line full of hoes

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,