Maybe you understand me now
Sometimes you see that I’m mad
Don’t you know no one alive can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong you seem so bad
Im just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don’t let me be misunderstood
Shouts out to my momma shouts out the my father
Even though he wasn’t there man he couldn’t be bothered
If he did stick around probably still be in the projects
And the checks would come through missing a few more commas
All my friends with dads thеy just constantly get mad
Cause they simply can’t do all thе things I can
See my moms was my pops working two dead end jobs
Always providing for my I ain’t never had it hard
Real talk momma I’m a miss you when your gone
But you’re still here I don’t fear my head remains strong
I remember when I took your car out for joy rides
It’s funny how you knew about it the whole time
Remember when you grow up, said, don’t hang around my best friend
He’s going to grow up to be a bum well guess what he did
Saw him last month in line at a soup kitchen
My little brother said he talked to him and his heads missing
Momma I wanna buy you a house with no leases
You probably turn around and say keep it you need it
Swear to god I ain’t ever have it hard
I guess that’s where my confidence stems from
And the times I made you cry after a long fight
Before I could think of the words to apologize
You’d hug me and say it’s alright
And all the times I’d ask for the money you don’t have
I know your not mad, grandpas watching our back
Till this day I’m scared to look up in his journal
Cause when you would go away he tell me about them war tunnels
When I was six years old he tell me straighten up my back
I’d give him a salute and he would always laugh
Even that young I knew he wasn’t found of my dad
He pawned your VCR for all the legal fees that he had
But he got deported for selling drugs I never knew that
Picture me trying to read the few letters that he sent
And I swear your friends are like Seinfeld off brand
Remember Larry taking orders with two orders in his hand
Dorthy’s probably the most positive person
You gotta see the world Pat no for real you deserve it
Honestly I felt bad about Donnie last thing I said
Was just a bunch of complaining about not getting rest
But he passed in Vegas the whole trip was fine
How many people can say they literally partied till they die
Bonnies son’s getting older I hope he keeps his head
Cause he’s a smart kid just picks the worst friends
I’m glad Nancy got you out the house to Mexico
But you guys picked a place I don’t think nobody would go
You said you lived in an estate with guards and a gate
Next time do yourself a favor goto the beach resort
Money can’t always be saved
I really wish you’d get internet in your home
Please for the love of God it’s not a ticky tick it’s a cell phone
Mom never stresses me in life she gets me
She’ll say t#ts to the wind
Put on your big girl panties you ready
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