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