start of my momma song

Let me tell you a story about a little kid Momma tried doin everything she did Ran her through the gutter Even though she was his mother Weathered all the stormy weather Even held his umbrella Went to every court date Never missed a single one Never matter what I did proud to call me son Runnin from the cops Man I tell you what Momma took a whoop siden to my back side Didn’t matter cause I’m still lookin up