I know it bothers u to hear of my accomplishments from the streets
I know u much rather it comin from me
But I promised myself, I'd only talk about my so called career
When I tell u 2 pack ya bags, we movin up outta here
Until then...I kinda feel like a failure...
I know u proud, but I still feel like I failed ya...
Cuz I done seen plenty men bout plenty dogs
Walked outta plenty offices slamming on plenty doors...
They want me to be something I'm not mama...
And my self respect is all that I got mama
And i won't compromise it for no profit mama
They tried selling those dreams, I never bought em mama
And for that I gotta work twice as hard...
On top of that, I'm still working my day job
Some time ago in one of them rhymes I wrote
I told u that it wouldn't be long before I would blow...
It wasn't easy as I thought mama. Didn't think it be so hard mama
Seemed so simple from afar mama...
But the closer I get, the pressure's more mama
And u know since I was young....all I wanted was to try and buy u
Everything u want
All I wanted was to do for u what u had done for us
3 kids, single parenting. I know the road was rough
But u kept ya shoulders up and u never folded up
Even if u did, u made sure it was never shown to us
And my sister always tell me how I seem so strong to her
It's cuz I had the best example growing up. Thank u mama
Saying that sounds weird to me....
For 30 sum years I've called u Ruby
Never ever no disrespect to ya...guess I always knew U were a precious jewel
And I'll forever treasure u
Always feel like I'm in debt to u
Giving up is sum I'll never do
That's y I'll try til my death for u