Momma I'm Sorry

Ha ha ha
Seven years old
Seven years old, traumatized
Get the news and the tears fill my eyes
God took away my best friend, said "it's time to come home"
Me and my brother in our bedroom, locked inside
Our baby sister in the next room, rockabye
She's way too young to understand and recognize the unknown
Momma, I'm sorry
My hand is right beside you if you need it
And I know you need it
Remember riding in my car seat
Tears clearer than the rearview mirror
Mascara smears reappear
Wipe them off like a secret
Can't act like we didn't see it
We seen it
So once I grow up and I learn how act, imma figure out some kind of way to get me some cash
Then I can get my Momma anything
Whatever she ask
And pray away the day that she's in the past
The day that she's in the past
Past tense, it be hard to look past it
Tragic we all have a natural attraction
Magnets forced to be forever attached with caskets
Thank God I be getting distracted
B-A.D.D. habits a blessing and a curse
I got this shit from my momma and this what I've learned
Just know that God's always got us, especially when it hurts
So while I still got the time I'm gonna go say to her
Momma, I'm sorry
My hand is right beside you if you need it
And I know you need it
Remember riding in my car seat
Tears clearer than the rearview mirror
Mascara smears reappear
Wipe them off like a secret
Can't act like we didn't see it
We seen it
So once I grow up and I learn how act, imma figure out some kind of way to get me some cash
Then I can get my Momma anything
Whatever she ask
And pray away the day that she's in the past
The day that she's in the past
Momma my heart beats every day all cause you and Chase started hanging on weekends
I love you for it I mean it
And, Momma, I'm sorry
My hand is right beside you if you need it
And I know you need it
Remember riding in my car seat
Tears clearer than the rearview mirror
Mascara smears reappear
Wipe them off like a secret
Can't act like we didn't see it
We seen it
So once I grow up and I learn how act, imma figure out some kind of way to get me some cash
Then I can get my Momma anything
Whatever she ask
And pray away the day that she's in the past
The day that she's in the past