Mama was a memory

Poem let me rap it to you

Its the memories we got
Like runnin from the cops
My mama was a queen pin
Until prison c**k blocked
Then a blonde tweeker
Was all i got

Red rover pulled over
Should have ran your a*s over
Lucky a memory can hold you over
Im just glad i got em
Taught to hate cops
But experience taught me better
F**k a cop on the block
Well make them run faster
Fatter f***s we give
Cause our blunts were always fatter