[Intro]
Shit, I know, I know

[Verse]
"Hello Miss Alen, it's me again on the phone line"
I got a question if you free, I know you work a lot
To keep it short, I lost my hope early this afternoon
I'm reachin' out to you 'cause you be laughin' to me, no lie
And that's no trying
Too many promises fallin' flat on my own time
Just had some patience with me
You know my heart, you know how long I keep them waitin' on me
That's probably why that perfect girl ended up skatin' on me
Same shit but just a new day
You know how quick they turn their back, them n***as too fake
That kinda sound like we was different
But maybe that's the difference, you never need a recognition
What you need? But what you need? I'll pay the difference
Like, fuck the world I'm in your heart, somewhere I'm never missing
I pray to God you know true love, even if it's new love
This life's your hard enough to run along through it
I'll keep you sane forever if they won't do it
I'm a take your side no matter if you wrong through it
Had to take my time and sit down, write a song to it
How to be my own [?] to it
[?] to it
You know I need you (Woa-oah)
Shout out my mama, mama, mama, mama
You blow my mind, you shine through every problem
You stuck around for me through all the drama (Woa-oa-oah)
Shit, I know, I know
[Outro: DC The Don & Don's Mom]
I know I can't
I can't
Damn
Yes, she used to write poems bro
So you on the cross words now?
No, I used to- I still do them
Like I don't have no crossover books
I think I need to buy me a couple of books
Maybe that's something that can take up my time
Keep me off the phone so much
Did she?
Did she ever read them to you?
What?
The poems
Yeah
Really?
Yeah, yeah
But I think about like you growing up writing
And writing your rap and all that
That's kinda the same thing
My momma sit there and used to write poems
Poems and poems
Like she was a poet
I got it from my grandman I guess
Yeah, yeah
That's crazy
That's beautiful
That is
I wanted to share that memory with you
Thank you for sharing
You're welcome
Where you at? At home?
Yep
I'm about to make some beats for Louis right now
Oh, okay
There you go
Yeah, lock in
Get it out creatively
Yeah, I wish you had some poems
I wish I had some of my momma's poems