Back to the Past (avg end time a...
• Written by JayEmBe
As I walk in the door of my trailer park home/
I notice something, out of the norm/
It's a letter on my desk, not what I adorn/
Open it up and the sadness gets going/
It's from mama, she wanna know what I'm doing/
It basically said/
"Hey honey I've been zooming/
I just need some soothing/
So I wrote you a letter/
I ain't fooling, hope this is better/
I've just been watching a little bit of Spetter/
I'm getting tired, my life is getting bitter/
My trailer's full of litter, and my daughter/
I need you wit' her/
It's my cancer, it's startin' to slither/
I'm startin' to wither/
And my life is starting to flicker/
I'm getting a lot sicker"/
The whole thing made me shiver/
Should I kick 'er 'cause it's getting quicker/
Was it her chitter? She wasn't a bidder/
She didn't plead, but her life sure shit 'er/
And I knew it would get 'er/
But I just watched her life like a sliver/
She was a pain, but I had to consider/
I wasn't a dither/
I couldn't stick 'er wit' glitter/
Make it all go away but it only got thicker/
It all flowed like a river/
It had that sorta vigor/
This caused me to trigger/
I would go/
As I arrived at the home/
I saw mama on the couch/
She wasn't dead though/
She only passed out/
I watched as her life turned as dark as stout/
Me and her daughter were the only crowd/
And I knew she could not go throughout/
Her death was yelling too loud/
Finally, I heard a sound/
She said "I love you."/
Next there was blood pouring out her mouth/
I said "Come on we gotta go now"/
And as I walk out the door, she started to shout/
Screamin' in my arms, six years old/
Then I vowed, I would become bold/
Remember what my mama told/
She was only thirty-six years old/
But to me, she was still gold/
We had some fights, they grew pretty cold/
But then I left and her home grew mold/
Couldn't help herself, couldn't lift a toe/
Although she coulda used Skoal/
Maybe then her chest wouldn't have a hole/
If she wasn't such a miserable soul/
Her love mattered but now, something was twofold/
I had to help her daughter, my sis, make her gold/
That'll be hard though/
Because she was exposed/
To mama's life that was deposed/
And now she's with me so/
Ima make her gold/
My mama once told/
"If you grow old/
That means you're rich you know."/
So I want my life to flow/
To become full of money/
Not living like a goat/
I arrive at my home/
I walk inside and all of a sudden/
Someone cut the lights/
It was dark, and it was night/
I heard a scream, I knew who it was by/
It was my little sis, I then knew she died/
I burst out the fight/
Out of sight/
I was on my way to freedom tonight/
The next day or so I wake up/
To find myself in the street, in the cold/
I get up, hear "Sup?"/
I turn around, ready to punch/
He was just sitting down eating his lunch/
He said "I heard the scream"/
He introduced himself/
His name was Dre/
"I heard your battle yesterday"/
There was nothing I could say/
Dre said/
"Today was my day but I wanna take you with me/
What do you say?"/
What did he mean it was his day?/
He took me to the studio, we started making songs/
We were pretty strong/
Almost like Kong/
We became successful/
We were pretty useful/
And this one song, to me it was gold/
I only remember what my mama told/
That song was the greatest I ever sold/
Luckily, I grew old/
I was happy, this more than twofold/
And as I lay in my bed/
I start seeing white/
Finally, after all my life was tight/
But now, I was joining mama tonight/
As the white gets bigger I start to see a gate/
It's golden, no mistake/
And as it opened up/
There was my mama and sis/
I left behind all the trauma and dis/
I knew I was safe 'cause I had this/
I walked through the gate/
It was my final fate
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JayEmBe
Member since March 5 2015