My mom is a gangster

Jason Rosenquist

My Mom Is A Gangster

January 10, 2017

Hey mom, how've you been?

How are you liking heaven?

Anyone else we know get let in?

Not much new with me, just wanted to check in.

I was thinking about you last night.

It's funny, what reminded me was a fight.

I remembered how you used to attack

The social workers who came to take me back.

And how you'd kidnapp me, any chance you got

Because you just wanted to be a mom and never had a shot.

You were the first Christ that I ever met.

And I don't say that with any disrespect.

But because you gave up your life to save mine,

And taught me about acting like its just fine.

Doing what you gotta do to save your mind.

And you never talked bad about my dad

Even tho he raped you and beat you down real bad.

Sometimes you'd get drunk and you'd cry a lot,

All blubbering with the tears and the snot.

But I think that now, I'm finally starting to get it,

Why you buried all that shit down and you hid it.

You were trying to keep me protected.

These days, damn, I respect it.

Every time you said that you had a date,

didn't know what you sold to keep food on my plate.

These are all the reasons they said you were unfit.

Fuck them, they didn't know shit.

About you covering me up when the gunshots blew,

When grandpa killed everyone but me and you.

Sorry about when I called you a bad mom and hung up.

I was lied to, by who they gave me to, to have me brung up.

They should be strung up or have their necks wrung up...

Then when you overdosed, I went to your house and found the note.

It was the most beautiful thing that was ever wrote.

But I wish I could've saved you from all that pain.

Because I know you would of done the same.

So, God please take care of her, she needs it.

I have her bible and I read it.

So I know just as well as you do,

my mom's the shit, and you are too.

I'll see you when I get there, and it'll be all good.

My gangser ass mom's up there, holdin down our hood..