Miss My Mama

This goes out to the ladies that gave us life

And everybody that lost a lady that gave them life

My black queen, I miss you

I love you baby...

Let me talk to her

There'll never be another woman take your place

And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on your face

When I told you had the bills up, I payed them all

Your only son, he's man now

He got his bills up

Pull that big Benz right in your driveway

Sixteen you was looking at me sideways

You watched these same streets swallow my pops up

And I know I hurt your heart when I first got locked up

You rode that big with me just like a soldier

Stress in your eyes, you ain't have to say I told you

I do it for the days momma, we ain't have nothing

Got my weight up with my hatin

And I'll be damn if we don't have some

Ramen noodles and peanut butter, that ain't life

Seen you work all day and stress all night

So I can have the betta things

Look ma, the cheddar came

No more eviction notice, all we see is better days

October 10, 2010, got to lay up in the pen to talk to the Chaplain

Looked me in the face and said son we need to pray

Begged the lord not to see this day in this place

My worst fear came to life till I heard you speak

You laid up in the hospital and worried bout me

Momma they say it's serious, she laughed at that

Told me son I'm at peace, God got control of that

That's my baby on my the phone standing strong for me

Hung up and passed away, just needed to hear me speak

Then I swear I took the pain away, locked up a state away

Looked in the clouds, all I see was your pretty face

Heaven opened up, now my angel watching over

With my daddy and my sister and my screwed up soldiers

Give anything in this world just to bring ya back

Got a princess on the way I guess you to blame for that

Now my angel in sky, wish you could see me now

Look how it is tall, he wanna be me now

Man...I miss my momma

Got the girls back and everyday they ask about you momma

Give anything in this world to hug and kiss you momma

No more pain, no more drama

No more breathing machines and coughing all night

Just spread your wings high...fly

Even with wack shirts and wack jeans, momma

You always was my black queen, momma

I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a man

You always was my black queen, momma

Much luv from your black king, momma

Could nobody diss my momma

Man, I miss my momma

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Mama, I only can remember what you look like

And how your laugh sounded seem like you just took flight

I was going to school and they told me I didn't have to go

Who these people in my room and why my momma on the floor

Wings wasn't even spread, but you still flew

Fuck cancer, fuck lupus, I wish I could kill you

All I remember is my uncle going crazy

Knocking pictures off the wall

Keffer screaming fuck no

She gone and she ain't never coming back

Joseph got me in school and they like what the fuck is that?

Joseph? yeah! I wish a mother fucker would

Y'all ain't feeling like I am feeling in here

Ain't no more feeling in here in my heart

Milk and cookies that was the night before

Not being told about takers putting her in the floor

Shout out to auntie and my grandmother

These are the last days it won't be long until I can see you again, mother

Meanwhile everybody still dying

I promise we trying to smile but everybody still crying

If you say Ike cut down that's my homie heads, brother

Tell them we still love them, that's from head and hands, mother

Death gotta be easy, cause life is a rubix cube

I mean well, but seem like everything ruin my mood

Uncle Hurks 64 now, he older than a mother fucker

Wonder when Imma die, it's getting closer than a mother fucker

I don't wanna go, but I can't stay

I'm 37 years old already so I can't play

Daddy got cancer now I'm scared to go and visit

Yeah, I'm mad at him, but I know when I see him it's gonna hit it where it hurts

Cause that's my mother fucker father

Look, Imma be honest man, I ain't even seen my daughter

Baby momma drama and shit like that

Mama if you was here you woulda warned a nigga bout that

Wrote about me in the New York times

Wish I could show you

What's sad is if I would pass you by the street I wouldn't know you

I ain't even got a photograph

That's the reason I be taking so many photographs

Remember me when I'm gone like Joseph Shakur

But I ain't trying to leave my gun, ain't in it's holster for sure

It's gonna be standing in front of me letting loose like you supposed to

When I go down I guess that's when I'mma get to know you

Even with wack shirts and wack jeans, momma

You always was my black queen, momma

I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a man

You always was my black queen, momma

Much luv from your black king, momma

Could nobody diss my momma

Man, I miss my momma

Tejon (I miss my momma)

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Tejon (Wish I could kiss my momma, man, damn, I miss my momma)

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