Motherless Child

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Yetta Mo'

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"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
F*ck, 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
F*ck, 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

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