Motherson Brotherson

Mothers and fathers
Are always tired
They gotta worry 'bout my brothers at home
Neighbors and sisters
They hold their cover
Don't got the tongue to go to Paris or Rome

Mothers and fathers
Are always bothered
By how I'm speaking when I sit at my desk
I'm only kidding
So I can fit in
The other kids will put your worries to rest

To rest
Mama put your worries to rest
To rest
Mama put your worries to rest