18 April 2012
Why did it have to go this far, before I knew better
Momma thought I was underneath the sunshine
When I’m really underneath the umbrella
Locked up in a cage hiding from this harsh weather
Why didn’t I listen to momma when she was telling me
That I shouldn’t be on the streets and
It isn’t a place where a black boys are supposed to be
Why didn’t I see, what momma was telling me
I learnt first hand by the jakes
Thrown up in the cell where the rattles couldn’t shake
Where your bed is mere stone and
The acoustics are so poor not even the heavens could hear you moan
Where you feel so alone, you talk too yourself
and when conversations done along with your insanity you lose yourself
You cant control yourself, with all the emotions raging through
You’ll never forget the last few moments you had before they found you
and you think I shoulda, woulda, coulda did this,
Then I wouldn’t be the one drowning in this abyss
When people give you advice I suggest you take it and
Apply it to your situation, you never know they might be the few last words
You hear before they give you a new occupation
So when I got out of the cell
Momma Said I hope you learned your lesson jahmel and
I promised her I would never be misguided by the wishing well
If stupidity was a drug I know it would sell
Id be the only one too dwell in the fumes
Misguided and attracted to her well smelling perfume
I would’ve inhaled so much until I couldn’t consume
anymore then I would’ve been another victim knock knocking
On heavens door
Mother Said • Opuss № I