[Verse 1] Mohamed Told me stories Of how wicked you could be That time you promised Him a trip A chance to get away Mohamed was a fiesty lad Couldn't sit still in his seat Man he was excited Looking forward to all The fun Then Situ stopped the car Turned around and said That's it THAT IS IT!!!! We're done Situ Turned the car around And took Mohamed home That's it for trips I PREFER to travel alone [TURNTABLISM INSTRUMENTAL SCRATCHING] [CHORUS] Situ was a red hot fiery ROSE with thorns She could be a BITCH she could be sweet And be adored But Now my Situ's GONE she is no more [Verse 2] Situ was a trip Did things to her own tune That time she hit a shopping cart That rolled into the street Mo asked " You gonna get it?" She said "Nope" Without missing a beat Or that time i saw those Coins in the fountain And went in to retrieve I told my Situ what I found I never expected a reprieve She said share the treasure And go get me some more Lots of angry stares her Way Moreso than before God forbid A cashier was off by 1 cent Situ made Mo and I Calulate her grocery list So she knew exactly what she spent And if they gave the wrong total She'd force them to repent A'lanuk ila al-jahim I curse you to hell Is what she said Has stuck with me to this day My situ was a crazy Lady with all the Things that she did say [CHORUS] Situ was a red hot fiery ROSE with thorns She could be a BITCH she could be sweet And be adored But Now my Situ's GONE she is no more [Verse 3] The worst though Was with immi Situ would leave messages On the phone Immi would often cry And prefer to be left alone I think back How can a mother treat Her daughter with words Of visceral & spit ? The same way that she Treated her grandkids Mo & I grew up Nor gave a shit When situ died I wrote a poem And read it at The funeral Full of hidden meaning And hate For her it was the usual [CHORUS] Situ was a red hot fiery ROSE with thorns She could be a BITCH she could be sweet And be adored But Now my Situ's GONE she is no more
