Mama Maa.. My Angel My first home was you, for nine full month's I was living inside you comfortably, with no rush,no hurm and worries for the outside world. Mama the world is so complicated for me now I'm so sorry, but I can't handle it anymore. You taught me not to hate those who do us wrong, but at times I just snap i loose it and can't control my emotions and that's why I end up smoking weed, because it keeps me calm, and wise. but time will come,I will dispese from worldly things. Forgive me Mama I never meant to make you sad. Remember you said we learn Fromm our mistakes right. So I guess I'm learning, so I'll be a better son for my Queen.