Yo Mama

I'm a jester
I'm a joker
This that absolute clownery
If fools talking down on me
Just try to take the crown from me
I'm dipping into boundaries
That I knew I was bound to be
Apart of and they counted me out
Cuz I'm different
But am I really though?
**** yo mama
Bitter hoe
I am not a quitter so
I be baking cakes
While you working with that thinner dough
You be at McDonald's
I got sushi for my dinner hoe
Tryna get this money
While we living low
If it's my song
You should play it
I don't think first
I just say shit
If it's all jokes
Then it's all fun
Matter fact
I'ma tell another one
Yo mama, yo mama, yo mama
Yo mama this and yo mama that
All about the commas
And I'm all about the raps
Yo mama so fat
I need my pockets like that
Yo yo yo mama
Yo yo yo mama
Yo yo yo mama
Yo yo yo mama
Wow that's super funny
Make a mama joke on me
Like yo mama so bummy
That she can't afford money
Damn that's super cold
Like my heart done froze
But it's really just a joke
Dumb kids never grow
Went from Madlibs to Adlibs
Went from good kids to bad kids
Stitch's and patches
Riches and madness
Bitches and asses
And all of that shit
All of that shit
If it's my song
You should play it
I don't think first
I just say shit
If it's all jokes
Then it's all fun
Matter fact
I'ma tell another one
Yo mama, yo mama, yo mama
Yo mama this and yo mama that
All about the commas
And I'm all about the raps
Yo mama so fat
I need my pockets like that
Yo yo yo mama
Yo yo yo mama
Yo yo yo mama
Yo yo yo mama
Yo mama