This is a song about "Your momma"

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

She need now, she ain't never needed love

When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/

Go ahead and try to tattle, i'll brand your momma like cattle.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Singing my life with his words

Momma said shut up and come downwards

Forfeit, just like your momma who tried to have you aborted.

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

See money talk and these days

Momma was getting a new raise.