Mothers Day-Swingfly

Hi mom, this' a letter from Swing to you. I heard a voice from the lord, its a thing to do. I miss your kisses and your hugs and yes i cry. I wanna be the man you made me and yes i try. Everyday i feel the pain and I'm struggling. You told me leave that sh*t alone, stop juggling. But the music, business, it's the same. I got fans, they be yelling: "He spits the flame." See, I'm trying to focus, but damn it's hard. When I'm in the mic booth, I just ram it hard. I saw a lot of good times, but most was bad. And I swear to god, i wish i was close to dead. Thank god you' still here. So I can get that hug. Thank god you' still here. So I can show you love. (Cuz' my mommy is number one) That's right from my heath, yo. She number one (one). ... And I know I change a lot, just wait and see. Thank you for the loving you gave to me. Everything you told me then: Made sense. Very strong woman, lots of patience. I did a lot of wrongs and lots of rights. Thats why i left home, cuz' of lots of fights. The watch on my hand told me: "It's that time." Grow up and be a man, doggy. Make that climb. ... It's my time, I'ts my live, yeah. You know. You saying to yourself: "Swing don't worry, you'll grow." I finne do my thing, see I'm just a fire. I shake you right now, momma. Thats allright. My mind is really right. I'm diggin it. Me and E. be in the lab. Just kickin' it. I write the way I live for you and you lovin' it. A new approach to the game. Ain't no thuggin' it But when they cross that line. I smack they face. I'm getting wanted and join them back in place. Yo, moms I love you and that's for real. 'Till i die then it's the same thing and thats the deal. (Mommy) (Mommy) Yo, she number one (one). (Mommy) (Oh mommy) Yo, she number one (one). ... Number one (one). ...