Dear mama

When i was just a lil'kid,me and my brother were poor we needed money so we started selling cloth in the streets with mama,and even Dow we had different daddy's when thing's went wrong we blame mama,and it was crazy throw year's as lil'kids..we were causing our mama stress seeing my older brother hugging my mama 4rm a jail cell,we always were in trouble,and u was always there,mama tell me how u did it?there's no way we can pay u back but our plan is to show u we understand,all along i was looking 4 my father he's was gone so and throw the year's he was gone and i didn't cry cuz my anger won't let me feel 4 a stranger..mama u said everything will be alright,gotta move on..and sometimes when I'm sad u say words that can keep me back on focus.there's no way we could pay u back but our plan is to show u we understand cuz now i know 4 a mother it ain't easy to try to raise a man..and it's hard when u got two bad kid's to raise on your own.I'm thankful how u raised me,and all the extra love u gave me.thank you dear mama!