"When I was young, me and my mama had beef/Seventeen years old,kicked out on the streets/Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face/Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place/Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool/with the big boys, breakin' all the rules/I shed tears with my baby sister/Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids/And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama/When things went wrong, we'd blame mama/I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was Hell/Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell/And who'd think in elementary?/Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day/And runnin' from the police, that's right/Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside/And even as a crack fiend, mama/You always was a black queen, mama/I finally understand, for a woman it ain't easy tryin' to raise a man/You always was committed/A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it/There's no way I can pay you back/But the plan is to show you that I understand/You are appreciated"
-2Pac, "Dear Mama"
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