[Chorus]
I'm from a home of moms, with imams
On a Ramadan, got no dad
Since the days are darker, a half a yellow sun
Yeah I'm hurt by the bullet, you know dad is holding the gun
So I run, my reflection is him looking at his son
[Verse 1]
I'm enlightened, my momma said no reason to despise him
My momma called me blessing, wonder where my dads been hiding
A man with many talents, son of god and he needs guiding
The devil wants my soul, so watch for Satan get behind me (The devil wants my soul, so watch for Satan get behind me)
I'm off the topic, new edition, my mind is dividing
No memory of you, but I got feelings that's abiding
You left when I was tеn just to pretend like you was suffеring
You lied a lot about my mom who was hurting while surviving
I'm a stone cold motherfucker nigga like Steve Austin
Sorry for my language, no expression without cursing
I don't need to hear you speak cause you system is coercing
And every time you talk I pretend I'm hearing voices
[Chorus]
I'm from a home of moms, with imams
On a Ramadan, got no dad
Since the days are darker, a half a yellow sun
Yeah I'm hurt by the bullet, you know dad is holding the gun
So I run, my reflection is him looking at his son
I'm from a home of moms, with imams
On a Ramadan, got no dad
Since the days are darker, a half a yellow sun
Yeah I'm hurt by the bullet, you know dad is holding the gun
So I run, my reflection is him looking at his son
[Verse 1]
I'm enlightened, my momma said no reason to despise him
My momma called me blessing, wonder where my dads been hiding
A man with many talents, son of god and he needs guiding
The devil wants my soul, so watch for Satan get behind me (The devil wants my soul, so watch for Satan get behind me)
I'm off the topic, new edition, my mind is dividing
No memory of you, but I got feelings that's abiding
You left when I was tеn just to pretend like you was suffеring
You lied a lot about my mom who was hurting while surviving
I'm a stone cold motherfucker nigga like Steve Austin
Sorry for my language, no expression without cursing
I don't need to hear you speak cause you system is coercing
And every time you talk I pretend I'm hearing voices
[Chorus]
I'm from a home of moms, with imams
On a Ramadan, got no dad
Since the days are darker, a half a yellow sun
Yeah I'm hurt by the bullet, you know dad is holding the gun
So I run, my reflection is him looking at his son
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