Momma

Yeah Momma I'm changing Lost track of time, where'd all my days went Not your little boy no more, I'm all grown up and struggle facing The truth that as I age, I find myself thinking back on days when I had friends I'd play with, some I've kept, and some have faded We don't talk that much no more Since I moved and got my place and I can't say that shit was easy, but I'll be honest, I can't fake it We both know I had to leave, given the times and situation, and It's better off this way It gives us space, no more escaping Life is draining, and I can't seem to find my placement People ask what I do now, and I just say that I've been taken this shit day to day and I'm not forcing, I'm not chasing Got a dream of what my life could be I'll get there, gotta faith it Momma I'm changing Lost track of time, where'd all my days went Not your little boy no more, I'm all grown up and struggle facing The truth that as I age, I find myself looking forward for the day that I have kids of my own to tell your stories to, and play this Yeah Momma I'm changing I love you momma