MY MOTHER

ive been exposed to this life I'm only out for self

I'm always on a mission to lifted off this dirty shelf

no distress calls nope aint no cries for help

beein born a bastards like a another birth defect

these are the cards that I was dealt hearts is what I kept

I'm chasin after money hunger deep enough to make me belch

as we're sittin on this empty couch beside ourselves

who else gone understand exactly what is we're talkin bout

she say the blind lead the blind I guess I need some help

wit needles in her arm she cant fathom just how pain felt

a single mother tryna raise three ignorants

its crazy the streets a do to you if you've been heaven sent

simple lessons from my mother but I had to learn

she say go left and I go right my souls condemned to burn

Picasso of you seemed so tainted and you standin firm

a local mother tryna keep her kids from brandished fire arms