I told my mama
I’m gonna start a band
We got friends
We don’t need no fans
I told my mama
I’m gonna make a film
We got friends
We don’t need a team
I told my mama
I’m gonna be a star
We got friends
So we already are
I met an old men with new dreams
How you get to that age
And still have aspirations?
Let me explain what I mean
He still wanted to make change
Fed up with his current situation
Spent
His whole life hanging out with the wrong crew
He didn’t have brothers
But called me nephew
Pen a paper on his lap
Sunglasses and a old cap
Face full of wrinkles
The dude looked like a map
But every story is a treasure
Hi, my name is Mamey is a pleasure
I said unc
I might look like a punk
But I feel I’m going to be someone
What can I do to make you feel young?
His reply was so bittersweet
I have to say it with no beat
He said
“What the fuck I’ve done with my youth?
The truth?
Time fast forward everything it touches
And I’ve been hug way too long by that motherfucker
I was going to be a rockstar
Worldwide known
You know how many songs I wrote
How many notes I sung?
Wise men
Must never seek for war
But
He must always be ready for
So
In this world
Words
Are my sword
Oh lord...
Music
That’s always been my plan
I even started a fucking band
We just weren’t able to get any fans”
I told my mama
I’m gonna start a band
We got friends
We don’t need no fans
I told my mama
I’m gonna make a film
We got friends
We don’t need a team
I told my mama
I’m gonna be a star
We got friends
So we already are
I met a girl who likes girls
That’s quite lesbic
But she still likes a good dick inside
Her pelvis
So we linked
Blues eyes, same color
Skin
Actually she is white but the glass in between
Us
Makes the color dim
Her smile bend my feelings
Inner healings
Even her teeth
Are in sync
With the muse I picture
Since I was kid
But she still
Feel new
Seen her naked
And I still think
She is cool
She want to make movies
She dreams of being a DP
But she can’t resit beauty
So she settles with DPs
She vented, pillow talking
She said:
“Mamey you know how many guys a week I’m fucking?
I was supposed to be a filmaker
Now, look at me...
A professional dick taker
Money has become my dictator
He tells me what to do
Fuck, if only I met the right crew
I do
Was gonna make a film
I just wasn’t able to meet the right team”
I told my mama
I’m gonna start a band
We got friends
We don’t need no fans
I told my mama
I’m gonna make a film
We got friends
We don’t need a team
I told my mama
I’m gonna be a star
We got friends
So we already are
I’ve seen too many souls
Let their dreams go
And I’m not one of those
And that’s on
Foenem
On my mama
On the dead homies
On everything I own
It doesn’t matter if I’m right or wrong
What really matters is how certain I am of my quest
Am I prepared for the test?
People wanna be sure you are sure
Are you for real or are you manure?
It’s weird to see babies on the throne
But it’s time to build empires of our own
Change the way the game is played
Be each other fan base
Let’s lace
Our sneakers
No more sitting on the bleachers
From now on we make the rules
Cheers
Until the ice cubes
Hit your face
Eventually all things will fall into place
If you have a good heart
Plus look at where we are
I’m surrounded by friends
I’m already a fucking star
I told my mama
I’m gonna start a band
We got friends
We don’t need no fans
I told my mama
I’m gonna make a film
We got friends
We don’t need a team
I told my mama
I’m gonna be a star
We got friends
So we already are
I told my mama
I’m gonna start a band
We got friends
We don’t need no fans
I told my mama
I’m gonna make a film
We got friends
We don’t need a team
I told my mama
I’m gonna be a star
We got friends
So we already are