2 Moms - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Kimani]

Dear Mom

First let me just apologize

For the foolish lies and all the times that you've cried

For the times that I said things I really didn't mean

Basically, for my entire existence as a teen. It's been

27 years since my birth here on the planet, and I know

That, at times, you feel I've taken you for granted, and, granted

At times, I don't show my appreciation, but know

Every day, I give thanks for my relationship

With you, even the times that I've bitched at you

For nagging me, I know that there's only love behind it

Like the time freshmen year that I came home in tears

As you whispered those words that helped to lessen my fears, you put your

Faith in me, you could relate to me, you gave me love

When I saw the world was hating me, so now I'm

Giving you thanks for the thousands of hugs

And those times that you told me not to play on the rug because

Sometimes, I burned my knees, I learned degrees

Maturing from a boy to man, you know my chosen plan

Is thanking you for the love and support, saying

Sorry for the pain that I’ve caused. Thank you for all those

Times that you took me around the world traveling

Instilled me with hope when my world was unraveling

Helped me with bills when my shit wasn't happening

And taught me how to stand like a man up on my own two

I guess I thought it a lot but never told you

I hold you in the highest esteem. You're my inspiration

When this world is causing me frustration

I rely on the gleam in your eyes to help survive

Thank you for being both my mom and my dad

And I'm sorry if this world has ever treated you bad, if I said

The wrong things or wrote the wrong words

For the things you never had in life I know you deserve. You make

Me proud, I pray to God I make you the same

Spirit of the warrior, it runs strong in my veins, it's all

In my name. Thank you for loving my wife

Most importantly, thanks for giving me life. I love you, ma

[Hook: Oracle]

I remember (I remember)

A warm December (A warm December)

Through the cold times, you nurtured us with sunshine

No need to worry no more, I think you’ve done fine

We give thanks that we were fashioned after your design

You're one of a kind, your love keeps us all alive

[Verse 2: Oracle]

The year was 1576 (Alright)

A little young boy was put on a slave ship

How could he know that soon he would be

The most important link in my entire family tree?

Skin like burnt brass, hair like lamb's wool

Looked like young Jesus trapped in shackles

Watching his mother get tackled by some Portuguese

Merchants as she screamed out African curses and spells

Condemning them to Hell for thinking they could sell

Her firstborn child across ocean tides

She yelled out to the people from her tribe

"Make sure my little boy can stay alive"

'Cause she planned to die right in front of his eyes

So the warrior spirit would forever cry inside

His heart and soul, and he'll break the mold

Of living timidly for the sake of reaching an old age

That wasn't the way she was raised, she'd rather

Pass on this day than be a castaway

Getting hit by bare fists and leather whips

"May I feel no pain" were the only words from her lips

She gave her son a glare, that of a lioness

And began to wrestle the merchants like she was tireless

Biting, punching, kicking, being guided by spirit

And intuition. Could you imagine this vision this boy

Had to bear? Crying to tear apart the chains

But it was all in vain. He just screamed her name

Over and over again, trying to send angels

Of God to go and protect his mom

His voice penetrated the musty air and cleared

The atmosphere for three spirits to appear

And they hovered above his mother. The boy cried to them

How much he love her and he couldn't live without the

Hugs she gave. He'd be a slave forever

As long as they took her to a better place

His heart began to race as he saw his mother's

Spirit leave her dying body with grace

And her essence shined in the presence of the divine

And she looked down at her body getting beaten at the same time

A look of disbelief was on the son's face

As his mother's spirit came over to him and gave him an embrace

The boy felt as if he was in paradise

All the other people on the ship saw bright lights, the

Merchants ran in fright, calling for the captain

There was no logic to explain what had happened

All the Africans in chains started clapping