Sorry Mama
 

You'll never change me/
I'll always be the same/
I was raised in Brokka so i got tossed in this game/
You cant blame me coz shit, i am what i am/
I swear its not my fault, i do what i can/
But what your asking of me is to much, this is shit/
Give me one chance and i'll be gone quick as lickety split/
I love you and all that but i let you all down/
I think you'd be better of if i wernt around/
I got a fucked up head through all the liquer i've drunk/
But that aint the worst of it ; the speed and the skunk/
I'm the shit nobody wants stuck with/
The one that every lad on the block trys to fuck with/
Evil personified/
Thats what i am so sorry to all y'all, my dad and my mam/
I wont ask for anything, ever again/
If you can just accept that i too, go through pain/
And maybe one day tell me that i made you proud/
Even once, make a change from the times that we've rowed/
Cause i do love you, no matter how i act/
And i'm sorry for all the times that i've cracked/
And gave you an earful of shit I deserved/
Sorry to all y'all forgive me, its not my fault i'm absurd/

big up y'all tell me wot y'all think of this shit......

uuhh ELAVATE...your flows fuckin way off, your vocabulary is shot ta hell...the only half decent thing in this is your emption...maybe you should try writting a poem an then try to make it more complex that may help you peace check myn out..."different teritorial flow"

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