When My Mama Come Home

Reflections on Life's Isolation: "When My Mama Comes Home
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Lyrics

I said, when my mama come home... I gotta be gettin' money

Expressing a need to make money when the speaker's mother returns home.

Spending too much time on my phone... It's slipping away from me

Concern about spending too much time on the phone and losing something important.

Spending too much time alone... In isolation

Feeling isolated and spending excessive time alone.

This might be bad for me... This might be good, this might be good

Acknowledging the potential negative and positive consequences of current actions.

I said, when my mama come home... I gotta be gettin' money

Reiterating the importance of making money upon the mother's return.

Spending too much time on my phone... It's slipping away from me

Highlighting the negative impact of excessive phone use and its gradual loss.

Spending too much time alone... In isolation

Repeating the theme of spending too much time alone and feeling isolated.

This might be bad for me... This might be good, this might be good

Reflecting on the potential outcomes, both positive and negative.

I said, I only speed when I'm angry, I tend to do 60 in a

Confessing to speeding only when angry, reaching 60 mph.

60, I be chillin' how a villain in a halloween

Relaxing like a villain during Halloween, emphasizing a laid-back attitude.

Flick be, lookin' like a RIP Nipsey in this

Reference to Nipsey Hussle's death and wearing a blue Lacoste.

Blue Lacoste, sweaty like I'm runnin' marathons, you could

Describing a sweaty appearance akin to running marathons.

Look at me as un-American, America is a

Critical view of America as a con, adopting an unconventional perspective.

Con, I'm writing from the perspective of a bomb

Writing from the viewpoint of a bomb, potentially symbolizing explosive creativity.

This bread that's in my pocket would fall out of your palm

Highlighting the fragility of money, suggesting it could easily slip away.

My Pa passed before his last birthday with the palm trees in the

Reflecting on the speaker's father passing away with memories tied to palm trees.

Window, my memories be long as an extendo

Comparing memories to an extended joint, emphasizing their length.

Mufuckas is blessed to be regarded where my spit go

Expressing a sense of blessing for being acknowledged in the speaker's vicinity.

I'm bred where they get bread outside a BP, and a Citgo

Being raised where people earn money outside gas stations (BP, Citgo).

So it ain't a stack of hundred dollar bills I'd get impressed for

Stating that impressive displays of money won't impress the speaker.

Sounding like a dimes of the diesel, I got the gas yo

Comparing the speaker's voice to diesel, suggesting power and strength.

Lookin' like a squeegee boy the same age as my dad bro

Describing the speaker's appearance resembling a squeegee boy and addressing age.

And that ain't bout nobody in the city that I live in

Clarifying that the previous lines are not about the city but about A&R representatives.

That's about them A&Rs lookin' for coochie they ain't gettin

Referencing A&R representatives seeking romantic encounters unsuccessfully.

Praying for the streaming numbers you get when you go to prison

Expressing a desire for high streaming numbers, even comparable to those after going to prison.

I swear to god, you gotta dummy smack em in the noggin

Suggesting the need to forcefully confront those who underestimate the speaker.

I got the power like nas when he was talking like a gun

Claiming power similar to Nas when he spoke with authority.

But shordy, I swear to God, the boy Luckee the bomb

Complimenting the speaker (Luckee) and emphasizing his exceptional qualities.

The notes app in my phone be reading just like a psalm

Comparing the speaker's notes app content to a psalm, suggesting depth and reflection.

From dead rats in the alleys in neighborhoods of my mom

Recalling challenging experiences from alleys and neighborhoods, reflecting on the past.

To 5 million and counting, and not doing it wrong

From difficult circumstances to achieving 5 million and counting, highlighting success.

With love from out the county, I tell em sound the alarm

Sending love from the county and urging others to acknowledge and appreciate the speaker.

I said, when my mama come home... I gotta be gettin' money

Repeating the importance of making money when the speaker's mother comes home.

Spending too much time on my phone... It's slipping away from me

Reiterating the negative impact of excessive phone use and its gradual loss.

Spending too much time alone... In isolation

Repeating the theme of spending too much time alone and feeling isolated.

This might be bad for me... This might be good, this might be good

Reflecting on the potential outcomes, both positive and negative.

I said, when my mama come home... I gotta be gettin' money

Emphasizing the importance of making money upon the mother's return.

Spending too much time on my phone... It's slipping away from me

Highlighting the negative impact of excessive phone use and its gradual loss.

Spending too much time alone... In isolation

Repeating the theme of spending too much time alone and feeling isolated.

This might be bad for me... This might be good, this might be good

Reflecting on the potential outcomes, both positive and negative.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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