Erse 1:
Alleyways with broken bottles and needle smells
Intoxicated Momma searching for some merch to sell
And if all else fails, she'll lift her dress
Expose the pearls, they say those emit the gold
Lose your soul, fool for the dope, Momma
You finna choke condoms on dudes you don't know, Momma
Slipped in your own vomit, lifestyle of a broken child
Searching for love, with no collateral hurt
Left you on dark curbs, fiending for the climax
With kleenex gripped in your palm, Momma come home
But she don't know how to cope with the cries of a hungry child
Growing up ain't no scenic route
Just abandon house, always been without
But always fashioned in the latest, little lady with an eager mind
Killing time with your kin outside
Searching for better times, but found yourself shackled down
Where you at Ma
Why you go away?
Left me for too long
Looking for you now
What do I do now
What do I do now
Tell me
Where you at Ma?
Momma in the mirror, I resemble all your figures
I was young, I remember I hate that you wasn't living
Addiction ain't got no limits, I wish that I was your drug
Wish that I was your liquor, I want the warmth of your hug
Wish that I could remember, but they be telling me stories
What is true, what is not, who are you, who am I
Identity I am blind I'm living just passing time
No kisses no lullabies, the visits you came in high
Sorry momma but why? This can't be what you wanted
Mistakes you made in them moments, I'm sure your motive was more
Know that you loved my daddy but other women was loving him
He was loving them more, you wrote a letter just begging him
Hoping that he would love, You, like you did
All them years, he kept the letter, it's here
But he gone, and you gone, and I'm here, and I'm hurt
And my tears, in the dirt, and I look and I search, but where you at?
Where you at Ma?
Why you go away?
Left me for too long
Looking for you now
What do I do now
What do I do now
Tell me
Where you at Ma?