Mama & My Heritage

This is really getting hard for me These emotions I've been harboring I start to see You're not coming back You're not coming back Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama I'll make sure you know how I feel to the very end Our families had a lot of merry men What emotions they were burying Fucked around and we had to bury them Keep it 100, that's on the son on Ma Mary, Kent I'm airing my heritage Speaking like this is really me sparing my therapist Thinking how unfair it is Is there any merit in believing I share the cross that I'm bearing with Aquarians Ask my fam, I'm a heretic or I'm Harriet The baggage I've inherited from my parentage I just carry it Amira's who I'm trying not to share it with A lot of y'all are staring in the mirror like a scary bitch The shit should be embarrassing My mind goes to dark places That's just some Herrera shit But I'm never scared of it Elijah in his prime caught a ride to the other side, sliding in a chariot And I ain't gotta be an angel just to do the same too I'm the only God I gotta pray to And to the gods and the goddesses They hate you cause they ain't you They think you're too great to be grateful That's some self-hate that we gotta shake loose