Momma holds me in her arms
and rocks me till I sleep...

There's the little boy
with glasses...

All alone
suffocating...

She was supposed to come home
from school today...

Do you ever think about dying
or does it never cross your mind...

Momma left me out in the scorching heat
she said it was either this or i get beat...

When you look into someones eyes
You can tell all their lives lies...

You were everything that made my life.
You were my prize, my daddies wife...