Hey mama, can you tell me something please
Is the world flat or round
Where is happiness found
Why is the sky so fucking blue
Hey mama, what do I
What's worse, landing in the leaves or the dirt
Baby I'll let you go first keep cursing my birth
For making me walk this earth
You either hurt them or get hurt so
Imma shoot first
Being born under a curse you only get what you deserve
That punishments earned
But it ain't nobody's concern
Fuck it all let em all burn
Hey mama, can you tell me something please
Is the world flat or round
Where is happiness found
Why is the sky so fucking blue
Hey mama, what do I do
