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Momma


when i was little you did your best 2 shelter me it was a blessing & a curse later on the real world had to street better me you were always there for me the times that i grew but that alone can't cancel out everything else you put me through we disagree on a lot & i wish you could see things from my point of view when it comes to our family , you need to get a fuckin clue at times i can't stand you but at the end of the day i love you you always wanted to handle me but never seemed to focus on your other child & that makes me wonder if we'll ever reconcile don't know what i would do if you were 2 leave though you are a part of me & this i hope you know you never abandoned me but is that supposed to make you a great mom i pray to god that side of you doesn't come out of me when i have my own later on you know that smoking is bad 4 your health that's why i took your pack in the 7th grade from the bottom shelf you've made me consider offing myself but i'm in a better place now those days are long gone i just had to put my pushed back thoughts into this song i want you 2 know that unlike you , i can forgive i wish God would grant you that gift later on , you'll say i exaggerated these statements it's not just me that you made me feel like they were a mental patient you'll deny shit til ya blue in the face & won't own up 2 shit when it's the factual case you like 2 twist words & fuck up mentalities break people down to the core & don't even notice that the way you like to handle things is a complete tradegy you treat grandma like the garbage on the street & you expect me to respect you i hope remember know history repeat you're fucking crazy on the other hand you're yelling could silence a heavy metal band when family comes around you like to get real bold you go from zero to 60 in a second , & that shit gets old my dad left us years ago , you need to get over it cause you stay bitter as fuck & it's making your life shit these words are harsh but i don't regret saying them you didn't wanna listen when i try to tell you in conversation nothing seems to get through to you i've written you plenty of letters so hopefully you hear this song & change for the better
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