| I gotta find a way-ay, to talk about-out
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| My prob-lems with my mama
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| And my situation is infiltrating
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| My heart strings and it’s dra-ma
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| And I don’t really know what else to do
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| 'Cause I done feel I play my part
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| I know you s’pose to live and forgive
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| But it’s hard, hard
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| Dear mama, wait a minute
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| Probably should call you Renee
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| 'Cause at the end of the day you sent me away
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| Abandoned me from my childhood to adulthood
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| Never felt good, not to feel good
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| The love everyone else would
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| And to get to your future
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| You gotta get through your past
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| And let me get through it fast
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| Deal with these issuesat last
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| And my glass is half full, but half pass
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| A monkey’s ass, a lonely mask is my only past
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| I feel like I ain’t have no mama
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| 'Cause she wasn’t like no mama
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| And I deserve a mama
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| So why’s Renee my mama
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| And if you had my mama
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| Then you would know my mama
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| And you will fell my drama
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| Don’t call Renee my mama
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| Where should I begin, here is the opening
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| There is no hoppin' when emotions is soaking in
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| I grew up in a household
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| That was so out cold, that I couldn’t sprout grow
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| Trapped in this mouse hole, no cheese but block
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| Two of us chubb rock, roach eggbuck shots in my cereal box
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| Mayonnaise sandwiches 'cause that’s all I could reach
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| Bed bugs in my seats crawling all on my sheets gave me the creeps
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| And yeah we was pour but for sure wouldn’t matter
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| If mama came thru the door but she didn’t
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| It was the hiding, or maybe she forbidden to come home
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| I’m sitting all alone, this kitchen is non existent
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| This itching is really pissing me off
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| And these mean germs is called the ringworms
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| I worry 'bout my health
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| I really hope the neighbors come and help
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| But they struggling, they self my mama
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| I feel like I ain’t have no mama
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| 'Cause she wasn’t like no mama
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| And I deserve a mama
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| So why’s Renee my mama
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| And if you had my mama
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| Then you would know my mama
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| And you will fell my drama
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| Don’t call Renee my mama
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| I feel like I ain’t have no mama
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| 'Cause she wasn’t like no mama
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| And I deserve a mama
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| So why’s Renee my mama
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| And if you had my mama
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| Then you would know my mama
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| And you will fell my drama
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| Don’t call Renee my mama
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| 'Cause of you know I’m consciously constantly cautious
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| Of course you should’ve had an abortion or orphaned me off
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| To the awesomest parent which you did
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| My pops so I give you the props
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| But soon as you came back, was still on that dang crack
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| And really the man fact
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| My anger was aimed at the people that sold it to you
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| They were my order pupils, I was despiteful
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| You copped from my friends back in high school
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| How you think it make me feel while you sitting making sells
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| When I’m in the house, on the couch, trying to fake it well
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| 'Member when you pulled the gun out on me
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| I called the police and they took me to jail for with no one to tell
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| So it festered inside of me, it felt like sodomy
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| You claiming you love me, but you don’t, ma don’t lie to me
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| Why the hell I gotta be the buttof so many jokes
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| From many folks pointing the finger like Arsenio
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| I can’t have a relationship with a girl, I don’t trust 'em
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| All I do is fuck 'em, and dust 'em
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| And I think they go leave me, so I do the leaving
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| They claimed they need me, but I don’t believe 'em
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| I feel like sneeze guard
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| I ain’t wearing my emotions on my sleeves, not at all
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| I ain’t go show at all
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| I’mma just blow it off, hide my emotions
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| Deep inside the ocean, wither away like the Olsen twins
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| I gotta find a way to forgive you
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| And live thru all my issues
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| Cry me a river, I need a bridge and tissue |