Momma Tell Your Son
Momma tell your son
It's not about guns
It's not about the buns
on his sweet little huns
Momma tell your son
It's not about shame
It's not about the blame
or the old con game
Momma tell your son
It's not about hate
It's not about the things
In his grand estate
Momma tell your son
that satan hasn't won
and it's not too late
to hit his knees and pray
Momma tell your son
It's all about faith
"God is"
the highest power
and will return one day!!!
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