original December 08, 2007
edited May 12, 2013
Put words in a mother’s mouth
My mother doubts
Yes she does
But I does two things
You do three things
I do me things
You do you things
So you say you worked harder
That’s what makes you king
But my mother doubts
Yes she does
Because sometimes it doesn’t hurt
To be a momma’s boy
I’m my mother’s joy
When I talk about my mom oh boy
She’s the reason I’m teething
The reason I’m breathing
But my mother doubts
Yes she does
And the earth cries
Then the earth lies
Not coincidence when the earth tries
To convince me that I should do better
Those times I don’t argue I just let her
Common ground would be this letter
Between me and you [you and I] who’s better?
Ever wondered why when you took that throne
My mother doubts
I’m the favourite son…
Yes
Words from my mother’s mouth
So I understand disappointment
When it seems like I don’t try
I won’t cry
You know why
Because all I have to do
Is live to the potential you and I know I
Can be at
So if you[‘re] a king go ahead be dat [that]
And I’ll be here letting you convince yourself
My mother’s doubts
Are unfounded
Or ungrounded
Wise possessed with wisdom
Guess I was just overly blessed
Knows I can do better
Yes she does
And that’s why I’m so calm and patient
Unwilling to fail
Continue to progress
Because I would never let her bless a fool
With her love