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love momma

I say i love my momma if i do why do i cause her so much pain and drama I"ll do anything to make her proud but lately i`ve been hanging with the wrong crowd I hate letting her down I always use the excuse because im brown I probably should stop because she`s not always gonna be around I wanna make her proud but no matter what i do she acts like im not around One reason i love my momma is she doesn't like Obama As a kid i want her to say i was good and that im not gonna end up like the rest of my family and get shot up in the hood I want her to be proud to call me her son and hopefully she can forgive me for the bad things that i`ve done I wanna make her smile and hopefully she wont ever have to call a cop again to chase me a mile but what sucks for me is karma because all the bad things i did now i wish would have loved my momma Even though i may not like what she say but i should still try to obey I still may get in trouble but that`s just the way the cookie crumbles back when i was a kid i drank i thought it was cool until my mom found me in my own drool I wasn't all that smart but my mom has always had a good heart I always called my momma lame and all the crap i've done she is the one who dealt with the pain Today i heard a kid call the momma a lama but if that kid lived my life im pretty sure he would love his momma

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