O A O A This song is for my biological mother Conny She died in a house fire on my birthday I know you loved me with all you heart. I thank god everyday you did not spit instead of swallowed Trust me when I say i miss you mommy Why did you want me in your life Connie Trolls saying you gave me away But I know you tried your best I will say (I hate u Marty) I’m crying cause I know you past away I think about you every single day How you would be proud of me So I was raised great by sally I’m a famous rapper now I am a house hold name I can’t make money from my music which is pretty lame But it’s not because my music sucks It’s because the troll steal it those evil fucks One named music biz marty he’s a fuckin jew If they die today I would be rich if you only new Trust me when I say i miss you mommy Why did you want me in your life Connie Trolls saying you gave me away But I know you tried your best I will say (I hate u Marty) Mommy Connie I am a famous E racer I herd it told you 2 years to learn to drive by the raper I won a lot of races but I can’t show you the race Trolls say I lie cause I crash into wall and don’t even place I wish they would of died in a house fire like you Maybe I wouldn’t hear a storm and fill my pants with poo Trust me when I say i miss you mommy Why did you want me in your life Connie Trolls saying you gave me away But I know you tried your best I will say (I hate u Marty) Connie you are dead and are in a better place You don’t have to hear the trolls call me chase I will expose them all or I’ll whip out my dick I’ll stop them all gloryhole, n-word boi, even Nick Yea nick the Vitch I hate him the worst The trolls are all bad but Jew bag Nick did it first Can you believe he set me up when I didn’t do anything wrong All cause I tried to sext a minor and gave pics of my shlong Now everyone thinks I’m like my real dad Cause for the shit he did on a bike path Trust me when I say i miss you mommy Why did you want me in your life Connie Trolls saying you gave me away But I know you tried your best I will say (I hate u Marty) I love you crispy Connie I love you mamma Thank for not spitting instead of swallowing You know cause that’s how babies are made.. right Vitch
