I wasnt born in a jail cell; my sister is older then me, we have the same dad; my mom is not a crack fien or a black queen(a white queen yes); my dad is still alive, my friends were not thugs(though we thought we were) In the spring of 1998 while stationed at Ali Al Saleem AFB in Kuwait i wrote this song out on paper and made various changes(see above). Sent it to my mom and told her I was sorry for what I had put her through during my years of living with her and told her I love her. She has no idea it is a rap song, just a note from her son in the desert. Listen to the last chorus. I have sweet fond memories as a kid, and I do pray that you pull through mom and you are appreciated!!!!!
Posted on: Sat, 28 Jun 2014 07:15:32 +0000
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