Momma, I’m Sorry

[Hook]
Yeah, mama I'm sorry for the position you had to take
My mind was wrong, I was lonely, without a dad to hate
Relationships were tied tight at night, we cried
And in the morning, we cat fight
Why can't we act right?

[Verse 1]
My dad on the crack pipe
Remember when last night an addict was mad hype and stole my new bike and fixed his new high
Fuck that bum, I might tear him a new eye
My mom was the only person that really wanted new lives for us
I knew that she would strive for us
Put herself right on the line for us and always cried for us
Remember when I cried for days up by the window
Asking where my father was, she felt like she a window (Uh-huh, let's get it)
Mother I should've strived
Should've studied and made it on TV live
I filled with studies on rappers with Cudi vibes
My ma got cancer and she beat that shit like twice
She my Mike Tyson
Don't worry mama, I'll keep fighting
I'm just tired
I need someone I love to reside in (Reside in)

[Interlude]
Dear, mama
I'll always love you
Don't you ever second guess that shit
You're the reason I'm here
You're the reason Tommy's here
You're the reason we ate for fucking 12 years off your salary, your salary alone

[Hook]
Mom, I'm sorry for the position you had to take
My mind was wrong, I was lonely, without a dad to hate
Relationships were tied tight at night, we cried
I the morning, we cat fight
Why can't we act right?

[Verse 2]
(I got a question, though)
Does he like me?
Does he look like me?
Haven't seen him in too long, I was feeling sad
From a city where the mass don't make it past classics
From a city where the fans live off half the rashes
Are the cities new
Section 8, my homies ate off floors inside they living rooms
My bitch done forced my ass to go to school, I give her props for that
The kid aside me wish my pops did that
100 miles away, shit