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
Copyright © Jacob Bertram | Year Posted 2017
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