Mommy said farewell my darling
Time to be a man of my own leisure, packed up all my t-shirts
Can't cry behind the bleachers
High school is over
But rest in peace Jay-B Jollah
Heavenly father, you did my nigga dirty
Wasn't even thirty
Why is that just the way it goes
But imma put my big jeans on
And imma cut my shirts in half I'm grown now
And I got goals now
No longer have to sneak around when she's leaving town
Keep the condoms in my purse
I think it's time for a new identity
Calling all the boys, come on all aboard
We can finally make some noise
I got my own place now, boys come in through the front now
Just promise you won't stay too long
My own time
My own space
Couldn't marry that boy
Couldn't find love
Couldn't settle for a toy, boy toy
Gotta a nigga but don't really think that it's going anywhere, you don't ever touch me
I gave you my permission
DJ won't you change this song
Then there's this guy
And I caught his eye on
Seventh and Snyder
He's thirty-five but
I'm feeling a little bit older
He's got a chile but, I think I might be mama
Baby, make me, a man, OG
Call me, daddy, he said, only
Help me become a big boy
Prove to me that I can take much more
He left me all alone in my bed
He wouldn't even see the sun with me
Bitches and niggas been boring, stuck in the same cycle
Thought a nigga fell off, nigga I don't recycle
Could give a fuck what your idol's spinning
They on a short cycle
You do anything you want when you have no rival