you called me up with rain drops in your voice
you said "mom, he hit me"...
what do you mean he hit you?
well we were arguing
over something so meaningless, and before I knew it
he shattered the dinner plate with my face
and left a nasty gash upon my forehead, MOM,
I'm scared. With tears rolling down my face like
bricks, I couldn't say a word.....
mom, are you there?...
I was so upset I started hyperventilating
my mentality had snapped for just a sec...
mom are you there?.....
Hell no I wasn't there, I had step outside myself
grabbed my blade, and my two thirty-eights
I'd be damned if I was going to miss out on killing
this nicca today.. called up my troops
we was coming to salute this nicca
with the deadly truth...I picked up the phone
and Dialed 911...told them to meet me on the way
and bring the fire department, an ambulance,
a hearse...and a preacher to pray
cause the man that harmed my baby girl
decided he wants to die today....
he asked if he could get my name,
I said just call me insane,
because right now I can't even
remember my own damn name....
for a sec I had lost all love
and care....then a loud voice brought
me back, MOM!!!!! are you there.......