Motherless Child

"Nay, call me. It's your mother. Alright." Listen, Yetta Mo' Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Cub in the wild with no mother like wow Give me good dick so I want it right now Dick and a spliff gonna calm me right down Down down Down by water Feeling real trippy gon' hop on the ferry Kitty so good so it make him feel merry Wanna wife me so he say we gon merry Alright Used ta be sad and uptight Upset about shit in my life That's why I write Couple of wrongs make it right Gave me some good shit write. Alright Daddy is gone and my mama not here Never been scared but that's one of my fears Motherless child amongst all of my peers All in my feelings this shit is not fair Bottle of some henny to drown all my tears Tears in my eyes I am blocking the stares Stairs stairs stairs Stairs in the jects From the projects so I need my respect Mommy raised me on a monthly check Now she not here and I'm grieving her death Gon' be a star so I know imma reach her She's with the stars. Luther/Aretha All in the booth Yeah I do write but I'm practicing Coming right off of the coofy Used ta be goofy What my momma once said Be what chu want gotta be choosy Back in the trap daddy strapped with the the uzi Shootouts outside had it looking like movies Moving the work like it's two dollar Tuesdays He on my body he got me like He know I'm wetty & juicy Got him in love with my cooty I'm in the gym Doing these squats for my booty I'm a bad bitch, don't lose me Back to my momma forever gon' love ya Last time I see you, ain't tell you I love ya Do anything to kiss and hug ya Still don't seem real, Man I hope you ain't suffer Now you with gram & ya fam & the othas If you see daddy just tell him I love him And I forgive him Don't speak for all of his children That's really just how I been feelin Wasn't himself drugs was killing him Made him a monster. Looks of a villian Deep down inside wasnt willing was wilding Ain't dead he right on an island Fuck, why the world gotta be cold Why do we gotta grow old Why when we see how the cops circle the block We stand there be froze Fuck, momma was sick and she Ain't get help Medicaid trash that shit was no help Keep it a stack I think she got kilt Wish I could take all the pain that she felt Was sick and in pain i dont know how she dealt Member her walking around with the cane Popping her pills numbing the pain After the stroke wasn't the same Left side hit from the right of her brain Used ta be mad gave her all of the blame Now I look back I know she had shame Wish I said sorry before the day came