Hey Mama...

Being a teenager definitely has changed my mind. I didn't realize the change until Wednesday and last night when my mom started to be really up tight about where I was. Usually she doesn't really rag on me and I bragged about that but these two times she went really hard and it upset me. I was wondering why is she treating me like a little kid? Why is she buggin' when I am with people I know? Granted as a teen, I do lie to her about where I am and what I am doing but hell she did the same thing and she knows. I realize now that I have this mentality that now I am 17 I am almost grown and I should get more freedom & trust. I also have the slight idea that I am invincible. No bueno. So after her little rant last night, I came home angry and went to bed like an hour later. This morning my mom comes to me and she is like "I don't want to stop your fun because I was a teenager too but there are things going on in the world and I don't want to be that mother on the news crying for her child. They just found an 8 year old girl cut in half in a suitcase 6 days after she went missing. When you are out this late, I am still awake. I know when you come in. My mind is not at rest. With these girls going missing I cannot fathom the pain I would feel should this happen to you. I am awake in my bed here wondering what if someone took her, what if they are torturing her, what if they have killed her. I don't want to feel the pain of losing my daughter." I remember every word she said and I wanted to cry because I feel stupid. I had that little teenage mentality that she is just bitching and won't let me have fun. I was an idiot for thinking that. My mother lets me have all the fun I want but the one moment she calls me home I was being a moron. I literally wanted to cry and I have tears in my eyes right now. I love my mother beyond words can explain and I would hate to have to put her through anything. I hear people complain about their mothers and I always say to myself that I am lucky to have a mother like mine. Teens please appreciate your mothers. You make think she is trying to stop your fun but this is proof right here that they care. They don't want you to end up like Natalie Halloway or this young child who was cut in half and stuffed in a suit case. They don't want to feel that pain. Some of you need to shut the hell up and take heed to what they are saying because under all of that yelling and ranting they do, they love you with everything in their soul and want nothing but the best for you. Stop being stupid teens and fix your brains. I have sort of tweaked mine lol.

::Starts singing::

"Hey Mama, I wanna scream so loud for you, cuz I'm so proud of you
Let me tell you what I'm about to do,
Hey Mama, I know I act a fool but,
I promise you I'm goin back to school
I appreciate what you allowed for me
I just want you to be proud of me
Hey Mama

I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine
This little light of mine and I'm finna let it shine
I'm finna take yall back to them better times
I'm finna talk about my mama if yall don't mind
I was three years old, when you and I moved to the BROOKYLN!
Late December, harsh winter gave me a cold
You fixed me up something that was good for my soul
Famous homemade chicken soup, can I have another bowl?
You work late nights just to keep on the lights
Mommy got me training wheels so I could keep on my bike
And you would give anything in this world
Michael Jackson leather and a glove, but didn't give me a curl
And you never put no man over me
And I love you for that mommy cant you see?
Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes
Cuz a nigga cheatin, telling you lies, then I started to cry
As we knelt on the kitchen floor
I said mommy Imma love you till you don't hurt no more
And when I'm older, you aint gotta work no more
And Imma get you that mansion that we couldn't afford
See you're, unbreakable, unmistakable
Highly capable, lady that's makin loot
A livin legend too, just look at what heaven do
Send us an angel, and I thank you (Hey Mama)

Forrest Gump mama said, life is like a box of chocolates
My mama told me go to school, get your doctorate
Somethin to fall back on, you could profit with
But still supported me when I did the opposite
Now I feel like it's things I gotta get
Things I gotta do, just to prove to you
You was getting through, can the choir please
Give me a verse of "You, Are So Beautiful To Me"
Can't you see, you're like a book of poetry
Maya Angelou, Nicky Giovanni, turn one page and there's my mommy
Come on mommy just dance wit me, let the whole world see your dancing feet
Now when I say Hey, yall say Mama, now everybody answer me (Hey Mama)

I guess it also depends tho, if my ends low
Second they get up you gon get that Benzo
Tint the windows, ride around the city and let ya friends know (Hey Mama)

Tell your job you gotta fake em out
Since you brought me in this world, let me take you out
To a restaurant, upper echelon
Imma get you a jag, whatever else you want
Just tell me what kind of S-Type Kathy Porter like?
Tell me the perfect color so I make it just right
It don't gotta be Mother's Day, or your birthday
For me to just call and say (Hey Mama)"



This skinny bxtch is out.
It is Easter and I plan on nyaming this feast my mother has prepared and partying in the name of the LAWD!
Can I get an amen?
Yessuh.
Love your mommies people, they are the only ones you got and they brought you into this dag on world!
Slim Thugg Is OUTTTTTT
::chunks up the duece::