This is a song about "Yo mamma"

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

My fist cracked on impact yo,

You haven't flowered loco

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Check the fucking facts yo

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Fucked your mamma, covered my dick with a sock

A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

And your mamma got her bubs out (no),

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

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama