[Intro]
Yeah, shit
Yeah
A lot of pain man
These for those kids out there
With nowhere to go man
Walking the streets
No money, no job
Shit, it's a dream man
It's a dream, fuck it
[Verse 1]
Grew up in the suburbs, had a great fucking life
But some strange reason I'd love to fist fight
Nine years old, in and out of trouble
Low self-esteem, I'm always ready to rumble
Grandmama's on heroin, daddy's an alcoholic
Mum's a crackhead, she'd drop me in the toilet
My mama sold me for a radio and two rocks
This old lady found me in the trash, she radioed two cops
July fifth, man, I was born in the summer
Like 2Pac said shit I was Brenda's mother
The doctor said "Push, push" and I'm here
My eyes is closed but I can still see clear
[Hook]
Mama, mama, I want to come home
I feel all alone, I can't use the phone
Mama, mama, I want to come home
I feel all alone, I can't use the phone
They touching me, they raping me
They touching me, they raping me
Mama, I want to go home
[Verse 2]
I'm ten years old, mum's runnin' out of options
She said she had no choice but to put me up for adoption
Mama say her life is fucked up
In a couple of hours Forster care is picking me up
My Forster parents is white, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas
They live in Michigan but love to vacation in the Bahamas
But Hell, I've got my own room, lot of toys lot of candies
I even got a Forster brother (What's his name?), shit, his name is Randy
Randy's ten years old, he's said he's been here since he was six
His grandfather, he would molest him and make him suck his ****
What Randy's talkin' about? Matter fact, Randy's lying
Where's my mum's at, man, I can't stop crying
Mom's goin to pick me up, matter fact mum's goin' get off drugs
Mom's goin stop shakin' her ass at them nasty strip club
Mom going to college, matter fact mum's going be a nurse
Matter fact mum's going to pick me up before I finish this verse
[Hook]
Mama, mama, I want to come home
I feel all alone, I can't use the phone
Mama, mama, I want to come home
I feel all alone, I can't use the phone
They touching me, they raping me
They touching me, they raping me
Mama, I want to go home
[Verse 3]
I'm sixteen years old, mama still ain't came
I got mental problems, I'm goin' fuckin' insane
Kids at school, they calling me gay
'Cause I got on pinks skinny jeans and smell like Orval Ale
I want to move to L.A., become a movie star
Be filthy rich, drive fancy cars
It's six in the morning, I got a plan, I'm creepin'
My foster mom, I'm goin in her purse while she was sleepin'
Stole a hundred dollars, jumped in the Greyhound
Twenty four hours I'll be L.A. bound
So I get to L.A., start walkin' the streets
No shoes on my feet, nowhere to fuckin' sleep
Met a transvestite, her name Veronica
Told me I can make a lot of money, walkin' out man a Monica
Dressed up like a woman and put on a fake butt
And guess what, that's when Eddie Murphy showed up
[Hook]
Mama, mama, I want to come home
I feel all alone, I can't use the phone
Mama, mama, I want to come home
I feel all alone, I can't use the phone
They touching me, they raping me
They touching me, they raping me
Mama, I want to go home
[Outro]
Yeah
This for the runaways out there man
With no place to go man
They left home because of drug abuse
Alcohol abuse or you just don't get along with your parents man
Out there on the run
You know you'll get some help for this man
We got numbers you can call man
Places you can go, shelters you can-you can get at man
Kick you that man you know what I'm sayin
But this is your boy Bizarre The Weirdo
And I'm tellin' you to go home