[Hook]

Dear Mama,
I just wanna thank you for all the shit you did,
All the struggles you’ve been through.
We gon’ make it out.
This my song for Mama,
So I promise with my life
This route I take will
Pay us out.
I just need to know, Mama,
Can you hear me loud?

[Verse 1]

All the times you slept on the couch,
I’ma get rich and buy you a house.
Anything you want,
Times more—I ain’t really good at math.
You gave me a good heart,
Always helped guide me on the right path.
Like I said before, this a song for Mama.
How’s it feel
To raise five boys, two men?
We grown,
We feel independent,
Tryna do shit on our own,
But we end up blowin’ up your fuckin’ phone. (Ring, ring, eing)

[Hook]

Dear Mama,
I just wanna thank you for all the shit you did,
All the struggles you’ve been through.
We gon’ make it out.
This my song for Mama,
So I promise with my life
This route I take will
Pay us out.
I just need to know, Mama,
Can you hear me loud?

[Verse 2]

I can feel the disappointment
That I trap myself.
I’m stuck inside my room,
Pop a pill to feel enjoyment.
Deep down, I know she’s scared
For the day when I finally meet my doom.
Don’t you worry, that won’t happen
Till we make it out.
Even though I sleep all day and at night,
Get high and touch the moon, still no employment.
Grindin’ on my craft.
Yeah, I’m sorry, I’ve overstayed my welcome.
I plan on movin’ out.

[Hook]

Dear Mama,
I just wanna thank you for all the shit you did,
All the struggles you’ve been through.
We gon’ make it out.
This my song for Mama,
So I promise with my life
This route I take will
Pay us out.
I just need to know, Mama,
Can you hear me loud?

[Verse 3]

I can’t find happiness without a pill.
They say I’m just a junkie
Who loves the thrill.
Wait, yeah.
Mama, can you tell that it’s all fake news?
Xans and the weed stop the mental abuse.
Okay, yeah, I get it’s partially true,
But the demons runnin’ through my head, and I’m through.