Sorry Momma E

Oh. Oh. Oh. Yeah. No, no, no, no. Mama said I ain't acting like a son 'cause I'm getting money, Mama, you ain't giving me none. You can't buy me them J's that come out Tomorrow, so get used to the things that I'm Doing for dollars. You said, "Boy, you better watch Your back. Your pops in jail, remember that." Mama, it get like that. You said, "Don't call me for no bail money." Thought I could call for anything. I thought you cared for me. You said, "Keenan, keep that bitch up out my House." I said, "I'm 18." You said, "This your place." No, this is Section 8. Smacked me like, "Bye, you little disrespectful Nigga." Like, ooh, Mama, you lucky, Lucky I can't hit you. You gon' treat me like this and you know I have seizures. You know I take pain pills for headaches and Fevers. Damn, now I'm feeling less than a man 'cause you birthed me and I was acting like I couldn't understand. Sorry, Mama. Singing to Mama. Let me take some weight off your shoulders. Yeah. I'm singing to Mama. Oh, yeah. You ain't gotta worry, now them days is over. Oh, no, no. I'm sorry, Mama. I know I ain't shit. I know I lied a lot. I know I ain't slick. Your last dollars, yeah, That was me who stole them out your purse. What? Yeah, I know it hurts. I remember days we used to go to church. I used to fall asleep, that shit used to Work your nerves. I remember when you had surgery. In a wheelchair, hooked to IVs, that hurted me. You like Superwoman in my eyes. You do a lot to be blind out of One eye. But you ain't let that hold you back. You went on your marathon and ran your laps. I broke in houses and sold stolen things to You. I know that ain't the type of thing Your son should do. You gave birth to me. I love you to death. Just know you well appreciated. Yeah. I'm singing to Mama. Oh. Let me take some weight off your shoulders. Off your shoulders. Yeah. Oh. I'm singing to Mama. Oh, yeah. You ain't gotta worry, now them days is over. Oh, no, no. I said I know I did wrong. I know I did wrong. I Said I know I did wrong. I know I did wrong. I know did wrong. I said I know I did wrong. I know I did wrong. I know I did wrong. I said I know did wrong. I know I did wrong. I know I did wrong. I'm sorry, Mama. Singing to Mama. Let me take some weight off your shoulders. Off your shoulders. Yeah. Oh. I'm singing to Mama. Mama. Oh, yeah. You ain't gotta worry, now them days is over. Oh, no, no. Oh, no, no. Oh, no, no. Oh, Oh. Please leave your message for three one zero six Five one zero two eight eight. Hey, bitch, look, I been, out here for like Six months. You see what I'm saying? This, out Here, this in the hole. You see I'm saying? Like, and I been calling your mama phone and Shit. She telling me you getting off work in 15 minutes. Like I know it's an extra 30 To get to the house with my daughter. Like, bitch, you answer the phone and shit. Like, I'm going through shit in this motherfucker, Like, like answer my phone, bitch. Like, what's going on? You know what I mean? Like, let me talk to my daughter, put the Little money in my books that I asked you About. It ain't even your money, it's my uncle Money and shit. I done gave my uncle the Money to give to you. Bitch, you holding my Money, like let me, let me get my shit. Like I don't need you, bitch. Just let me talk to my daughter and I'm Good. Peace.