B-A-B-Y M-A-M-A

So I'm driving around and hear this song "Baby Mama" on Hot 97.7 FM. (Jackson's Blazin' Hip Hop and R&B...On a related note, there is a dispute concerning whether Hot 97.7 or 99 JAMS is "Number One in the streets", I've yet to make my mind up one way or the other, but I'm leaning toward 99 Jams because they are "Keepin It Crunk" and, really, who can take issue with THAT? Not sure it's the better "at work" station since I assume that one's employer would prefer that you not be "crunk" at work, but I digress. Stay tuned to this space for further developments on this ongoing competition) I can't quite yet get together a handle on it. It's obviously a TRIBUTE of some sort, but it also works as a sort of maudlin commentary on the state of isolation and disconnect in modern society. Read the lyrics and tell me what you think. I'm flummoxed. I have a much easier time understanding violent gangsta rap though not, and I want to be clear on this point, because I approve or endorse the actions and inactions described in gangsta rap.

The song does have a good beat though. Here are the lyrics:

Fantasia Barrino "Baby Mama"

[chorus]

B-A-B-Y M-A-M-A
This goes out to all my baby mamas
This goes out to all my baby mamas
B-A-B-Y M-A-M-A
This goes out to all my baby mamas
I got love for all my baby mamas

It's about time we had our own song
Don't know what took so long
Cuz now-a-days it like a badge of honer
To be a baby mama
I see ya payin' ya bills
I see ya workin' ya job
I see ya goin' to school
And girl I know it's hard
And even though ya fed up
With makin' beds up Girl, keep ya head up
All my
[chorus]

I see you get that support check in the mail
Ya open it and your like "What the Hell"
You say "This ain't even half of daycare"
Sayin to yourself "This here ain't fair"
And all my girls who don't get no help
Who gotta do everything by yourself
Remeber: What don't kill you can you stronger
My baby mama...

[chorus]
Cuz we the backbone (of the hood)
I always knew that (that we could)
We can go anywhere, we can do anything
I know we can make it if we dream
And I think it should be a holiday
For single mothers tryin' to make a way
But until then
Here is your song
Show love to my....

[chorus]
B-A-B-Y M-A-M-A
This goes out to all my baby mamas
This goes out to all my baby mamas
B-A-B-Y M-A-M-A
This goes out to all my baby mamas
I got love for all my baby mamas

Update: So I just figured out that the person who sings this song has some connection to someone who won on American Idol, and was even WRITTEN by that person, so it's now safe to assume that the song is most certainly bereft of any sense of irony, social commentary, insight. Listening to the song straight like that is just plain depressing.