Miss my momma.

Trust me I've been lonely.

Most of us die slowly.

I've been doing it all without even knowing.

Life's a race no this ain't no bowling.

Still have more to say but the curtains are closing.

When they told me you died I thought they were just joking.

Now I'm at your funeral and your hand I am holding.

Yeah I'm crying but the tears aint showing.

Now I miss my momma and lord I'm hoping.

That her breath's steady and it's flowing.

Even if she's smoking I know her breath's still blowing.

She saw me when I was little and I'm still growing.

 

Yeah I've been throwing accusations.

But I'm still stuck in the complication.

So I'm doing this for your dedication.

Just to get back to you I'd tear down nations.

Momma, growing up you were my inspiration.

When I was little you would calm me with sweet sensations.

Even when I failed you said congratulations.

Being different was your only expectations.

Now all I got to do is disregard the temptations.

You didn't have to raise me but you were gracious.