Tell my Mamma sorry

Tell my Mamma sorry
 But I got some shit to say  
I ain't starving, I ain't hateful  
I am David, this another day  
Decades of debauchery    
         Can't say I didn't cry  
I imagined your resentment  
   I am the son that didn't die  
Hopelessness leaks in through  
young and guilty eyes  
He smokes another and another and another  
and another one to suicide  
Next comes dropping all of myself  
Leaving home barely twelve  
  Mamma I'm a  beast
And we ain't gettin beat no more  
I am no one you can keep, I soar  
There's something in these streets  
that keeps on calling  
 Mamma I need to know  
Was it sex? Was it drugs? Was it love?  
       Would I even grow?  
So I get to making my own  
Trying my hardest to see things not shown  
But my family's  up (according to the word)  
Remember that which you teach we show  
That's what keeps me knowing  
I can walk with you all on my back  
Barefeet, cracked streets, glass, heat, and potholes  
But I'm not stuck in the same angle ya'll know  
I climb the mountain to the left  
Bloody socks white stripes, wheres Waldo?  
I walk more til my soul grows more sore  
than you know as hurts badly  
But I gotta make it there, I am friend, I am son,  
I am traveller, I am their Daddy  
Fall to my knees as the strength leaves my body  
Then you all lift me up  
              hold the sun all around me  
These are the things that keep me breathing  
A little bit of solace when it seems it's fleeting  
Thinking back on this path  
  Each part to the whole journey  
All part of me, so it was always worthy    
The morbid random madness  
The love, pain, and the trash  
No matter how much filth I'm
built with  
I can always pick my path