Mammas god

Never was a little kid
Now I'm just a  grown boy
The world gave me the gift of pain
So I confuse that shit with joy
I remember my Mamma though
When I cried and she would hug me
Mamma said that she loved ugly boys
So I knew that she must love me
And she taught me I should seek god
That I should know and love him in fear
Then she left us all to find him
Mamma, that means god don't live here
And I miss her everyday now
But she ain't even pass yet
Wonder if I'm to blame everyday she's gone
I can't bring myself to ask it
Or if my sisters know I love them
That I put no friends above them
But I'm still an ass cause I still won't ask
And I talk to everybody but them
Imagine 12 years old that your son left home
Missing peice of a broken family
So I made one of my own, broke it, cried all alone
And I wonder if my Mammas god damned me
With that being said, Go ahead,
Tell me what the fuck is happy?