Dear Momma

Momma told me I would never reach the dreams I'm chasin',
Momma told me I should just stay silent in the basement,
I been fiending for the day my feet walk on the pavement,
And then they lift right off of it as I start levatatin'

Momma told me I would never reach the dreams I'm chasin',
Momma told me I should just stay silent in the basement,
I been fiending for the day my feet walk on the pavement,
And then they lift right off of it as I start levatatin'

How do I start this?
I guess with "dear momma".
Thanks for the all the nights you beat me,
And all this recede trauma.
I hate the days you say gay was wrong and fuck Obama.
You left me with these violent tendencies,
I feel like Jeffrey Dahmer

Teachers taught me don't judge a book by its cover,
Cause any of your friends could be a snake undercover,
And that was a lesson that I'd yet to discover,
Until my biggest enemy turned out to be my mother.
And that shit hurt me like a machete slice to the bone,
Always been the type to hold on tight.
Yeah, I ain't letting go.
Getting high while flipping syllables,
They treat me like a joke,
Now I regret I ever spoke.

Momma told me I would never reach the dreams I'm chasin',
Momma told me I should just stay silent in the basement,
I been fiending for the day my feet walk on the pavement,
And then they lift right off of it as I start levatatin'

Momma told me I would never reach the dreams I'm chasin',
Momma told me I should just stay silent in the basement,
I been fiending for the day my feet walk on the pavement,
And then they lift right off of it as I start levatatin'

I tend to sit and wonder why you never loved me,
Probably 'cause you're always poppin' something or sippin' the bubbly,
And now you only ever hit my line when you need something,
But I tend to block out all the lies you speak with music bumpin'.

I remember when they dragged me away at the age of six,
And you ain't even give a fuck,
Cause you were busy baked as shit,
I'm honestly surprised in your state you pushed a double shift.

But soon as you were off of work,
you go and let the danger in.
Put my hand upon the grill,
To burn the message in my mind,
That I'm just a stupid piece of shit,
Another waste of time.

Used me for them checks,
And got away with the crime.
I don't understand how people like you
Think that shit is fine,
That's why I don't trust the system.
Cause your ass should be in prison,
Leechin' off the hard work of others
Is how you risin'.
You ain't got no love for yourself,
And not for your children.
They ask me where I got my name,
That's cause the pain prolific.

Momma told me I would never reach the dreams I'm chasin',
Momma told me I should just stay silent in the basement,
I been fiending for the day my feet walk on the pavement,
And then they lift right off of it as I start levatatin'



Credits
Writer(s): James Edwards Shepard, Jay Bird
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