A Little Max (Parfait)

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}

Mama