Mamma's Little Souldier

[Into] I often think, what would my father say If he seen me without a penny to my name it’ll take his heart away Uh , I Couldn’t See Him As A Donor Just a man who left his son as a loner So I leave people stranded when I tell em’ that it’s over Probably why my ex girl texting me looking for closure My attitude leaves an odor, don’t you move any close The exposure of your feelings helps you get your guard lowered [Verse 1] To take attacks at your motor, I’ll kill her when I show her Just a feeling that I got when I was till workin’ at Kroger Turned into a partial smoker, living fast when I’m sober But the more you look up at the clock, it makes the time slower Something different bout this Cola, every sip it’s getting colder Jumping on the sofa, too much caffeine inside my soda Aggression, too direct when I approach her She calling men dogs, but she the one Fiending the boner Said I always do the extra, nicknamed me “Corona” I said anything less & that won’t fill my persona Four weeks inside a coma, had demons fill my aroma Came back & all I wanted was my name on a diploma Dirty money is an ogre, it will never make life kosher I just drive my mamma crazy, never should have let me chauffer Driving skill were mediocre, but I trained like a soldier All I know is V-E-T until its over, BONKERS ! [Hook] Trapped in the nineties, my mind keep trying to find me In hopes that you won’t remind me of things that I left behind me I swear, it’s perfect timing, destined for the rhyming It’s destiny when you can’t live without it and it can’t live without you The moment arouse you, the blessing to be allowed to Make your presence endowed and now you someone they account to I owe her, but sometimes I feel I don’t show her Though I’m getting older, I’m forever Mamma’s Little Souldier [Verse 2] She told me that she love me, but she never had good luck with me Daddy died, feeling bad mamma the one got stuck with me So shout out to the people who don’t even really f*ck with me But follow me on twitter just so they can keep up with me Claiming they the shit, so I guess they all poo poo Young nigga, I been the doo doo since I called my wounds boo boo’s Them childish ways that I outgrew, so my old songs I outdo While I’m with a bad girl, chocolate skin resembles TruMoo Wooo, Now what about this juice? Take one sip & Ima call it truce This the only time I can use this line Talking bout how I’m gone fruit punch a nigga They don’t wanna wait with me in the lunch line That’s the main reason why I can’t eat lunch with niggas Mamma can’t hold my hand all my life that’s why it ain’t hard to loose touch my nigga So life’s a b*tch, somehow I gotta keep my faith in you Waiting for a call, but she got nothing else to say to you So Ima do the honors cause these words you should take with you Though your line be breaking up, there ain’t no breaking up with you [Hook] [Outro] They say God gives his harshest battles to his toughest soldiers… Is that true? Or is that just another metaphor telling me if I don’t see my potential Before I get trapped in my flaws, then it’s over I can see just why Sosa say he hate being sober Almost pulled out that 30 & killed myself in October That’s How I Got The Name Bonkers, It’s Hard To Keep My composure Cause Though I’m Mamma’s Little Souldier, I’m Still Out Lookin’ For closure