Autobiography - Nicki Minaj
Please baby forgive me forgive me
Mommy was young mommy was too busy tryna have fun fun
Now I don't pat myself on the back for sendin' you back
'Cause god knows I was better than that kyuh
To conceive you then leave you
The concept alone seems evil
I'm trapped in my conscience
I adhered to the nonsense
Listened to people who told me I wasn't ready for you
But how the would they
Know what I was ready to do
And of course it wasn't your fault no
It's like I feel you the air
I hear you sayin'
Mommy don't cry can't you see I'm right here yes
I gotta let you know what you mean to me
When I'm sleepin' I see you in my dreams with me
Wish I could touch your little face
Or just hold your little hand
If it's part of God's plan maybe we can meet again
The more I cry
