Mamma.

All along I've been trying to make mamma proud

But shit is harder than studying for my final exams

My academics have been dropping throughout

And am sorry mamma I have talked to you loud, raised my voice

Why you got to cry, I know the economy is harder than a brick right now

I know you're trying your best to support this tree

& My little brother he developing

He's 4 right now but I remember when I was about 9,

A few years back

As time passes hella fast- no pause- so we gotta yolo on

everything we think about

All am trying do is make you proud that that son that you

Caught smoking in the hall has a GPA of 3.0

And he probably going to college though for a long time

Then he's gonna come back and ask mama I love you but

Do you love me back ? Yo probably reply "

--TBF---