If ... (My Mommy)

[Intro] I dedicate this song to that one special lady. That lady who never, never turned her back on a nigga. That one lady who no other woman could be—no matter what, man. Let’s reflect for a moment, my real [Hook] If this world were mine I would place at your feet All that I own You've been so good to me [Verse 1] I wrote about stickin' the mamis Wrote about lickin' the tommy It's time for me to write some shit for my mommy My mother, and not only to tell her I love her But to show her how the pen can cause her kid to grow up I don't even be lying no more. Ma, I'm honest I'm not playing with guns no more neither, I promise I'm not hanging with the donnas He my dog and I love him but fuckin' with son is just too much drama I wonder how it would be if you had the chance to raise me Would I still not know how to romance a lady? Is it ‘cause you made me a cancer baby That I stay on some crab shit so nobody get the chance to portray me? Whatever it is, yo, I ain't tryin' to let it go I'm focused ma—I know what I'm headed for And, oh, before I let you go You might not knew it before, so I'm telling you now to let you know [Hook] If this world were mine I would place at your feet All that I own You've been so good to me For real. Every day, ma. All that I own. Ya know? You been good, ya know? Even when you couldn’t be there, you was there. You know what I mean. You what’m saying? You what’m saying? [Verse 2] I remember the everyday arguments Part of it was fuckin' with my common sense The other part of it gave me the confidence To do what I was doing Only if I knew what I was doing When, what, and who was I pursuing Being twelve years old, guzzlin' gold Coming home drunk. You crying while I stumble and fold ‘Member you had your son like a bum in the cold ‘Cause you was movin' my kicks and found jumbs in the sole? But, man, I was a young man just runnin' the road Tryin’ to make a little crumbs ‘cause wasn't none in my bowl I hated to see you struggle for gold When you really deserved ice, double the cold That glow like your colorful soul Mom, my love for you has wanted to grow Last ten times stronger than any couple that's old And, oh, before I let you go You might not knew it before, so I'm telling you now to let you know [Hook x2] If this world were mine I would place at your feet All that I own You've been so good to me Everything. All that I own. Ya know? Shit it real, man. I put my life on the line, son. This rap shit ain’t gassed up. You know what’m saying? [Verse 3] Yo, I said they could never give enough cheddar to me To talk about the lady that made me negatively Even though eye to eye’s something we never could see My mother's the one woman no other one ever could be See? She gon' be proud when I blow like Nagasaki Don't ever regret lettin' them cell blocks adopt me Jail was a blessin', mommy. My nation stood by me They got me in places regular faces can't find me And Omega, my crimey (what he say?), told me I'm so ahead of my time Even when they fast forward, niggas rewind me I learned about Malcom, Marcus, and Kwame About the white man—why he feed us spiced ham Spam, and salami. Lyrically they can't deny me All I need is your love, your trust and just for you to stand by me And, oh, yo before I let you go You might not knew it before so I'm telling you now to let you know [Hook] If this world were mine I would place at your feet All that I own You've been so good to me Every day. All that I own. Ya know? This song is for all the mothers in the world. Everybody’s mother. The deceased mothers. Rest in peace, mothers Yeah, that’s real shit, man. Real talk, man. I love you, ma. Word up. For everything, yo. Let’s get back into some street shit