mommas boy

i said im sorry for my sins I go hard and for my wins I hope momma dont forget that I love her I'm her kid I'll stay strong and for my demons I hope logic pulls me in seeing mar is an ocean breathin bottles pouring gin I'm so for her lord I breathe it encore for the kid I know if youre bored you'll leave me all I swore ive did y'all gon know before ya see it robbin stores forget dollas soar and for the evenin god I'm swore just let this mantra score 'ginst my demons I got 40 left mammas boy will surely need it