Mommie Loves Me

Since I have never given of myself, and circumstances for me are alot more reflective of my first post, I figure this is a pretty accurate description of who I am. No names have been changed. All of the people mentioned have contributed to who I am. And by the way, all credit to the songwriter, S.Carter, who is the greatest rapper who ever lived.



Yeah, yeah..
Uhh, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right

Uhh uhh uhh, feel me now, listen
Mommie loved me, pop left me
Aunt Martha fed me, and she dressed me
Denny fought me, made me tougher
Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah
Philly raised me; and whether right or wrong
Streets gave me all I write in this song
Auntie babysitted, changed my diapers
Ted introduced me to the game that changed my life up
North Philly grew me, had me skippin school
Aunt Plunk's husband Big Mike had me makin moves
Mommie raised me, pop I miss you
God helped me forgive him, but I got some issues
Mikey showed me how to clean my Airs, Mark to shampoo my hair
Baquir was fly - shit, I used to steal his gear
I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong
Yeah it's goin past fast - let's move along
Kitchen table - that's where I honed my skills
Dad made me believe the shit was real
Lawfirms turned me down, couldn't foresee
Roger sought me out, Barry believed
Khris laced me, Tandy did too
Marriage was out – I'm sorry to both- we coulda went triple
Momma loved me, pop left me
Grandma dressed me, plus she fed me
chocolate puddin, was in the hood then
Puffin on L's, drinkin pink champale

Corey rolled with a nigga, DC’s hot
Todd, Deane, Wayne, and them niggaz, DC's locked
Tony fucked with a nigga, whassup ha?
Dad high hated the fact I put school to the back
Money pourin in, clientele growin now
Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down
July 8th, Daniel entered my world
Followed by one more, David, ‘Devil Boy’, the Duke of Earl
Momma loved me, Dannv, Uncle Jay (J)
loves you to death won't let no trouble come your way
Oh, can't forget Babe & Channing down in Maryland
I'm gone 'til November, but please remember
Tell your moms I'm there for both of y’all through and through
And of course her too - there's nothin I won't do
Unless you was me, how could you judge me?
I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me
Police pursued me, chased cuffed and subdued me
Talked to me rudely; cause I was young, black and unruly
and now its like I live in a movie, livin by rules
New day running the city, follow my crews
Speed you're still with me - nigga what did I say?
The time is comin; we’re 1 Mill(ion) away
Jason, I ain't tryin to change you - just give you some game
to make the transition, from school to the game
My Mommie loves me..

And that's real.