He never knew his mother

Hated what he knew of her

So he kept a new lover as if he knew lovers

Had a tendency to tend to his feminine deficiency

Dude been incomplete since his infancy

His mother left him at an early stage

Left him with an early rage

So he started gang banging and banging sluts an an early age

Because little momma kind of reminded him of his mother a little

So he loved it when she called him baby

Drank 40 oz’s daily

Tote 9 s and smoke blunts

Reminisce on the 9 months or so he spent in his mothers wound

So he slept with 90 or so sluts trying to find a vagina that felt like hers

That was the last time he really felt her touch

Heard he was good for nothing, only good for the loving

Even though he tried to hide in his eyes I can tell he was looking for something

So while he was loving them girls

Secretly he pretended that his genitals was an umbilical cord

Attaching him to what he lacks

Only thing that ever had his back was the scratches from the hood rats he tapped

Underneath his hard exterior all he really wanted was his mother

Strangely church only seemed to make him angry

Church only makes him fight God harder because

He wasn't looking for a father all he wanted was his mother

He couldn’t get with the concept of Jesus because he only sees another brother

To much testosterone not enough estrogen

So he drowns the tears of a baby boy in extra gin

As the echoes of ex’s and feminine kin began to get to him

Yea y’all heard of the wounds of fatherless girls

But what about the pain and sin of motherless men.