Mama Put

mama put
i can never forget?
the ghetto
i was born in 
the ghetto 
i was raised in 
the ghetto
it not easy 
sometimes i wonder
how i came this far
so i can never forget 
the past 
either can i forget
our famous 
mama put 

mama put 
is not easy 
when we live below 
a dollar per day like
they say 
thank God for 
our mothers 
thank God 
for mama food 
we don't know 
what we would have
done without your help 
in feeding us with our 
low income 
mama put is in every 
Conner of every ghetto
very delicious African meal 
downluted with a sachet pure water
oh mama put me some 
more 
was our chant with 
an empty Tommy 
about to swallow an
elephant size of fufu 


mama put 
i have been out from
the ghetto for so long 
yet each time 
am back home 
i dance in the ghetto
i gave to the ghetto 
i never forget my hood
so many born in the 
ghetto are rich now 
they have gotten 
mansions on the uptown
is a shame to the hood 
how suddenly they 
forget their past
invest in the ghetto 
gave to the ghetto 
pay your title to the poor
they need you 
they need us 
i love the ghetto so 
i never forget to 
visit till date 
my favourite delicious
mama put

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