Mama's Just a Little Girl

Young mothers (that's right) I feel ya (hey) I know how it is Mama's just a little girl (just a little girl) Don't nobody understand I feel ya [Verse 1: 2Pac] She was born a heavy set girl with pigtails and curls A heart full of gold, still it won't change the world Though she could never understand why Some underhanded plans witnessed a man die Was only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed Little girl don't cry, cuz even though they died You can best believe they're watching over thee from the sky Never asked for this misery, but look at what you're getting It's a blessing in disguise when you find out you're pregnant No money, no home, and even though you're all alone You gots to do this on your own, so baby gone I wish you luck and if you need me, call Just come to me and let me feed you all I can understand the way it feels when you're fighting the world Facing all this drama when Mama's just a little girl [Hook: Kimma Hill] Mama don't know why Mama's just a little girl Living if she is or not Time ain't on her side Cause Mama's just a little girl (Mama's just a little girl) She gotta hold her head up high [Verse 2: 2Pac] At sixteen, what a beautiful thing The very essence of a jet-black ebony queen And who could tell she'd get pregnant at an early age? (what?!) She didn't listen, had sex, watch her belly raise (hey) Got violated by someone she dated, if this is fate I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we waited Though it takes time to build a body and a mind She reclines nine months then finally it's time What do we find? Little growing boy of mine With a tortured soul, addicted to a life of crime Had no time for the growing stage He learned his values on the streets at an early age Watch for police, don't come home (why?) Cuz Mama's acting crazy at the hospital About to have another baby, like a rose from the concrete Growing within, blessed with twins How the hell can Mama raise three men? So we began, closest family, such insanity A happy home from one act of inhumanity Plus Mama said the seed was corrupt, it used to rub Her belly, begging us to breathe and she'd loved us Now, Mama, sits quiet, sipping peppermint Schnapps Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops (hey) How could Mama bring a thug like me in this world? She ain't the cause of all the drama Cause Mama's just a little girl [Hook] [Verse 3: 2Pac] Now, will she remain in the same spot? The gunshots rang, they came from the 'caine spot Now, look here, I see her clutching her son in her arms, she's hurt Her heart bleeds, now she watched her seed die in the dirt Fulfilled prophecy, but who could stop the grief I walk around trying to hold the world up on top of me I'd probably be an innocent man, still I'm the victim of a curse What could be worse? Nothing but pain since my birth Only functions at the pen, cuz everybody's in Paying back society, I'm guilty of a life of sin I watch the drama occur, my eyes blur before I jetted I wonder why we all have to die 'fore we get it Though we shed tears, so many peers I've done buried Worried and scared, knowing I'mma see the cemetery Must be prepared in this cold world, no one cares No! It ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share In this land of the underhanded schemes and plans Vivid dreams of a nigga having G's in hand Mama told me not to be a punk Fuck what you talking about, coward, what you niggas want? (hey) There ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my Mama in this world Cause you know I ain't mad at cha, you're just a little girl (Heyyy) Hell naw,(that's right) see mama's just a little girl (Mama's just a little girl) [Hook] [Outro: 2Pac] They ask us why we mutilate each other like we do And wonder why we hold such little worth for human life (Facing all this drama, when mama's just a little girl) To ask us why we turn from bad to worse, is to ignore from which we came You see, you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had Damaged petals On the contrary, we would all celebrate its tenacity We would all love its will to reach the sun Well, we are the roses This is the concrete And these are my damaged petals Don't ask me why Thank God, nigga Ask me how (Ahahaha) You see, Mama's just a little girl (hey) Mama (repeated 'till fade)