Mama Was A Kitchen Girl

Papa was a mere garden boy
Mama was a mere kitchen girl
Papa was a mere garden boy
Mama was a mere kitchen girl
Mama was a mere kitchen girl
Mama was a mere kitchen girl

And I am the water
Seeping into concrete
And I am the flower
Growing in the concrete

I am mama’s refuge
Sometimes I’m the air
Sometimes I’m your ego
Mama says mama says

And I’m wearing brown skin
And my wealth is my body
Mama I’m a target
Everywhere I go

And I am a mockingbird
I see what you really are
We all have our journeys
Just don’t start no trouble

Papa was a garden boy
Mama was a kitchen girl

Mama I’m the water
Slipping into concrete drowned

Papa on my good day
Sometimes I’m your ego, breathe

I am a mockingbird
I see what you really are (I need your loving heart)

I want the happiness
That comes with loving you

Sets the world on fire
Happiness (Burn it to the ground)
(Kitchen girl, burn it to the ground)

Don’t start no trouble
I want the happiness
Sometimes I’m the fire, burn
Concrete, drowned.
Don’t want no trouble

(Burn it to the ground)

I need your loving heart
And I am the water
Seeping into concrete
And I am the flower
Growing in the concrete
I am mama’s refuge
Sometimes I’m the air
Sometimes I’m your ego
Mama says mama says
And I’m wearing brown skin
And my wealth is my body
Mama I’m a target
Everywhere I go
And I am a mockingbird
I see what you really are
We all have our journeys
Just don’t start no trouble

Mama was a mere kitchen girl
Mama was a mere kitchen girl
Mama was a mere kitchen girl (mama was a kitchen girl seeping into concrete)