Young mothers I feel you I know how it is Mama's just a little girl Don't nobody understand I feel you
She was born a heavy set girl with pig tails 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've been a beauty queen See here cryin' by the caskets when her parents got killed Little girl don't cry 'Cause even though they died You can best believe they watchin' over thee from the sky Never asked for this misery But look at what you gettin' It's a blessin' in disguise When you find out you're pregnant No money, no home And even though you all alone You've got to do this on your own So baby go 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 fightin' the world Facin' all this drama When Mama's just a little girl
Mama Don't know why Mama's just a little girl Woman tho' she is alive Ooh Time ain't on her side 'Cause Mama's just a little girl She gotta hold her head up high Ooh
At sixteen what a beautiful thing The very essence of a jet black ebony queen And who could tell she get pregnant at an early age She didn't listen had sex Watch her belly raise Hey, got violated by someone she dated If this is fate I hate to see the seed she created So we wait though it takes time to build the body and the mind She reclines nine months then finally it's time What do we find? A little grown boy a mind with a tortured soul Addicted to a life of crime at no time for growin' stage He learned his values on the streets at an early age Watch for police don't come home 'Cause Mama's actin' crazy at the hospital 'Bout to have another baby Like the rose from a concrete Grown within' blessed with twins How the hell can Mama raise three men So we began a closest family Such insanity a happy home For one act inhumanity Plus Mama said, 'The seed was corrupted' Used the rubber belly Beggin' us to breathe if she love us Now Mama sits quiet sippin' peppermint Schnapps Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops 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
Mama Don't know why? Mama's just a little girl Woman tho' she is alive Time ain't on her side 'Cause Mama's just a little girl She gotta hold her head up high, ohh
Now would she remain in the same spot? The gunshots rang they came from the cane spot Now look here I see her clutchin' her son In her arms she hurt Her heart bleedin' as she watched her seed die in the dirt Fulfill prophecy But who could stop the grief? I walk away I'm tryin' to hold the world up on top me Probably be an innocent man Still I'm the victim of a curse What could be worse? Nothin' but pain Since my birth taught me functions at the pen 'Cause everybody's in payin' back society I'm guilty of a life of sin I watched the drama occur My eyes blurred 'fore I jet it I wonder why we all have to die for we get it Though we shed tears So many peers I done buried Worried and scared Knowin' I'm a see the cemetery Must be prepared in this cold world No one cares No it ain't fair But we all there And do our share In this land of underhanded schemes and plans Vivid dreams of a nigga havin' G's in hand Mama told me not to be a punk Fuck what you talkin' 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 atcha You're just a little girl See Mama's just a little girl
Mama Don't know why? Mama's just a little girl Woman tho' she is alive Time ain't on her side 'Cause Mama's just a little girl She gotta hold her head up high, ohh
{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 But to ask us why we to 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 You see, Mama's just a little girl}