Momma

I am the juice
Blended with sake
A drunken master
With chakra
From every Block
The builder
Ever refused
Been a problem
Since Fallopian tubes
Just to get
Into this world
I had my momma
Cut open in two
Your spot's never secure
You fighting for it
You have a stomach
For the likely horror
Whitey Bulger
Hide behind the culture
Square up
And fight me for it
Wouldn't save ya
Without room
For file storage
You Need confirmation
Sign up for Bible courses
Looker
Looking for love
Like Deshaun Watson
You got to
Shoot your shot
Knowing she's got
Other options
Trying to turn a
Bunch of nothing
Into an audience
Calling for correspondence
Emilio heard me
I'm honored
Riding smoking
Bumping no more
High and I'm unbothered
Opinions missing the optics
Spotify's like a brothel
Haters give you a skip
After Shannon
Hitting the bottle
I didn't create these platforms
For everyone to follow

Momma
There go
That man again
Momma
There go that man
Can't fix every problem
But I understand
Do you understand
Could you understand
I don't do it
To look good
It's not
For more follows
Brad got to background
Some like Gol Roger's
Break out the guard dogs
We running on cold waters
I roll backwoods
I'm not a role model

I'm not in my feelings
I'm just not feeling it
Everything's not a classic
All you all ain't geniuses
I hate to mitigate
With these sentiments
My ego says
I shouldn't have let
Some of you all call me idiot
These feet
Conditioned
From running things
Never told a women
Nothing emotional
Had sisters
To cover things
But I told
My mother things
Which she'll
Take to the grave
Along with
Some other things
I was always
In my bag
The past
Is full of
Ugly things
I been under construction
Meet the site foreman
With enough foresight
To read a light fortune
My circles
The size of a tortoise
In a white focus
I know
I'm a guest in hip-hop
But what's with
All of the
White focus
Let the picture develop
I promise you'll
Love the portrait
If anything else was off
I'm sorry the easels broken
I'm unlike
Any opponent
Just a poet
Defining moments
Until my defining moment

Momma
There go
That man again
Momma
There go that man
Can't fix every problem
But I understand
Do you understand
Could you understand
I don't do it
To look good
It's not
For more follows
Brad got to background
Some like Gol Roger's
Break out the guard dogs
We running on cold waters
I roll backwoods
I'm not a role model
Momma
There go
That man again
Momma
There go that man
Can't fix every problem
But I understand
Do you understand
Could you understand
I don't do it
To look good
It's not
For more follows
Brad got to background
Some like Gol Roger's
Break out the guard dogs
We running on cold waters
I roll backwoods
I'm not a role model



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Writer(s): Bradlee Patrick
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