This is a song about "You mama"

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

I give two shits about yo mama

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Mama always told me if you do somethin', do it right,

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

This the land of the white man

Pushing in my mama van

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

We're lookin out for your babies mama