Untitled Song

In the deepest part of mind, the words be clouding up

All I can hear is mama telling me not give up

always ready to shoot my shot except I had no gun

only flowers on graveyard till the day we meet ma

wrote a couple letters for you that you must read,

sometimes I get so emotional, that I can barely breathe

tear full my eyes men I can barely see.

looks like I'm a boat ride destination the 7 seas

mama I'm grown now

but I got a couple of haters behind my back watching for throne