Big Game James - Like I'm Obama

Hey mama
I Know you deal wit trauma
Beautiful black goddess
Make me feel like
I'm Obama
Hey Bre
Beautiful black queen
All the things I didn't wanna hear
You always said to me
Hey Khloe
My pretty little niece
Girl you made a man of me
Cause you so innocent and sweet
I just wanna place with peace
They don't wanna see us eat
But we gotta live well
Oh well
I been searching for Michelle
Maybe then I can sleep well
Open that cell
Let my brother out that jail
Cuz We been through hell
Some days I saw you hurting
More than words could explain
You lost two fathers in your life
Your daddy and then Wayne
Sometimes I cry my eyes out
Just so I feel sane
I use the tears and Mary Jane
To help me deal
With all the pain
Of the little stupid shit
We did over the summers
Smoking weed it gave me nightmares
To myself sometimes I wonder
Hey mama
I know you deal wit trauma
Beautiful black goddess
Make me feel like I'm Obama
Hey Bre
Beautiful black queen
All the things I didn't wanna hear
You always said to me
Hey Khloe
My pretty little niece
Girl you made a man of me
Cause you so innocent and sweet
I just wanna place with peace
They don't wanna see us eat
But we gotta live well
Oh well
I been living in this nation
That label us a target
How could I honor a nation
That never honored Garvey
That killed Malcom and Martin
The Revolution been started
Outspoken Young Black Man
Oh yea that's a threat
Beat his head bang it on the ground
Make him regret
Matter fact take his life
That'll make the people upset
It's no more smoke and mirrors
America's at its best
I been, listen
Hey mama
My friends call you Ms. Meka
You bought us gifts on
Christmas, New Years,Thanksgiving an Easter
As kids we neglected
All the work you did to feed us
Watching tears from yo eyes
Made me realize
You just missed your daddy
Like I miss my daddy
I'm just thankful that today
we're still a tight knit family
Who would ever think
Your youngest daughter
Would give birth to a daughter
Here some lessons that she taught us
She taught us how to love again
She made us wanna hug again
They took your first son away
I know that you miss loving him
Hey Bre
Beautiful black queen
All the things I didn't wanna hear
You always said to me
You told me to fuck how they feel
Chase your dream make it real
And if I chose to change my path
You was gone support me still
Hey Khloe
My pretty little niece
Girl you made a man of me
Cause you so innocent and sweet
If I don't teach you nothing
I pray that you believe
Everything you lack in you
That you see in me
Hey mama
Know you deal wit trauma
Beautiful black Goddess
Make me feel like Obama
Granny Nita you made me a believer
Peace of mind beats the world
Was exactly what I needed
Let me know not to worry about
What's out of my control
Play my cards right
An just let the dice roll
Thoughts to myself
Will I ever find
That backyard love
Spades, Hearts, Diamonds, an Clubs
I been down to my last two dollars
Like Johnny Taylor
But when I think about you
You bring me joy Anita Baker
Over the years I brought many
Girls to your house
Some lasted most didn't
Something I gotta figure out
Learned a lot over the years
On Shaw Street
Flyest house on the block
Is where you taught me
An you own it too
If the love ain't like yours
Then I don't want it boo
If you don't love me like Bre, Meka, an Nita
Tell your father he can keep ya
Tell cupid meet the reaper
An your door is always open
Never let it close
Styling on em in the leopard
From head to toe
Its your birthday an I'm thanking god for ya
Cause you know like I know
That we all love ya

Written by:
jordan tolbert

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