Dear momma,

I'm writing this letter so you know how hard this is on me

Why did you think everything was gonna come so easily?

You had four kids before me

You could have got ready

I don't even know my brothers and sisters

&& every boyfriend you had was an abusive mister

They would beat you right in front of us

But you stayed until you had enough

Why would you want to see your kids in some foster home?

Some family we didnt even know

Dear Momma,

You can't blame me from being mad

Alot of crazy shit happend that got people feeling bad

Im not all about living this life

I lost my dad once but it happend twice

You wouldn't understand half the shit i've been through

No tears run down because i have a "fuck you" attitude

Since you've been gone i've made my three best friends

Going though the same shit like me that's how it begins

So mom, i can't say hate you like i used because i don't know you as a person