Momma, said I looked too thin and my dada
Said I sounded sick when he called up
Said I had some shit to take care of
But everyone hold their head up til their forever
Imma keep runnin til im put down
Til the janitor, grabs the shovel
Til the janitor, grabs the shovel
Do this do that until you fade away
For him for her I work til my last day
If mama knew about my days of daze
She wouldn’t worry ‘bout my lighter weight