[Verse 1]

In my head I spend my time

But out my mind, I live dreams, mama

Got this light inside my pocket

None that dark can scare me, mama

Now look at the man you made, mama

Look at the man you raised, mama

Gorgeous with the face, mama

One that they can't hate, mama

You remember 'Ye's mama?

Registration 'Hey Mama'

Rest in peace to 'Ye's mama

But his mom ain't my mama

I'll be on my way (on my way)

I wish that I could stay, mama

Got some paths to pave, mama

Got some lives to save (lives to save)

It's coming any day, mama

We gon' get our break, mama

Get this out the way

[Hook]

Out the way, out the way, out the way (out the way)

Out the way, out the way, out the way now

Out the way, out the way, out the way (out the way)

Out the way, out the way, by the way

[Verse 2]

I know that Bai gon' be fine

Give her time, let her learn

Shit, even I took my sweet time, we all been dumb it's her turn

And damn ma', quit crying, like this is just the first verse

Ain't called you in a while, but I swear I've just been at work

Remember way back in high school?

Okay wait a minute, I mean way back

Like holy shit, I'm getting old now, and it's kinda weird for me to say that

But my bad, what I was trying to say, was that I used to write raps everyday

Had a blanket in the car you gave me so that during winter I could write on break

I ain't even really skip much 'til I was seventeen and chilled with girls and shit

Teachers said that I should probably write because my words could get me out of trouble then

Imagine all the shit that I could do if I invested energy in something else

Well, I guess we're gonna find out, 'cause people tattooing shit I wrote down

I can't even see the marker's mom, I don't even know what fucking mile I'm on

All I know is that a million plays was like a really long fucking time ago

Now that there is a milestone, I know I swear a little too much

But, I just want a big fucking home, not a home I just use to fuck

Sorry ma, took it too far, just couldn't pass up a good bar

But see the way that they're looking at me, like, "God damn, that shit look hard"

And yeah dude, this shit hard to find, like some good food in the refrigerator

But Ma would say, "Boy it's right there, behind the orange juice, move that out the way"

And I thank God for you every day, but you've done more for me than he has

And actually when I think about it, maybe God's a woman 'cause we need that

Like who else could've raised me better, I got everything that I need here

I got the drive and you got the wheel, and you even let me put the seat back

This energy, yeah I feed off it, and this ottoman, I take my feet off it

Got a hot plate when I need it most and some feedback, and Ma I need it often

Ain't nothing like the love a mother gives and I have plenty friends that still keep calling

'Cause sometimes a little pick-me-up from my birth mother slow the free-fallin'

And mom, I know that dad would be proud and I miss grandfather each and every day

But every time I see my mother smile I'm reminded he ain't even far away

And neither one of us will live forever but I promise every time they say my name

All they gon' remember is the man you gave an opportunity to do the same

And that's real

[Outro]

And in my head I spend my time

But out my mind, I live dreams, mama