DEAR VIC

Dear Vic
Mama I got wings
And if you listen to the music
That means your son made it
Started as a dream
Now everyday this how we living
There is no complaining
Mama I got wings
Mama i got wings
And if you listen to the music
That means your son made it
Mama I got wings
My childhood memories
Was filled with nothing
But pain and sad stories
Mama was a workaholic
And daddy smoked weed
Shit almost drove me crazy
Thinking you didn't love me
Same way you did
With my siblings
Smartest out of six
But always the last to pay
For school fees
Asked many questions
Got no answers
So nothing made sense to me
And when dad died
Depression strikes
So my demons got the best of me
Especially hearing all that you was doing
Which got me thinking
Dear Vic never forget
Who you are my queen
You gave birth to a king
You you you gave birth to a king
Dear Vic
Mama I got wings
And if you listen to the music
That means your son made it
Started as a dream
Now everyday this how we living
There is no complaining
Mama I got wings
Mama i got wings
And if you listen to the music
That means your son made it
Mama I got wings
Now am grown and finally I get it
Life ain't easy to deal with
The bills needs paying
Working and raising six kids
I wonder how you did it
And I used to get mad
Those days you ain't buy me
No toys to play with
Got bullied trying to play
With rich kids couldn't fit in
But now look at me
Been grinding and getting
My own money but
Never wanted The Mercedes
Still not used to having lot of shits
Over a decade yeah we coming
From nothing to something
Starved and went to bed
Hungry cause you saving for those fees
Was on survival mode
But always had strong believe
A big spirit
But always had strong believe
A big spirit
Dear Vic mama I got wings
And if you listen to the music
That means your son made it
Started as a dream
Now everyday this how we living
There is no complaining
Mama I got wings
Mama i got wings
And if you listen to the music
That means your son made it
Mama I got wings