So Let It Be

(WhenAnnotate I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom Let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be) A victim of a man That substitutes his mouth for his hands So when he talks, you hear a blam, damn See, my father figured that My mom should be the father figure And he'll leave with some bottled liquor But my mom never stopped the nigga Until he'll pop for a quickie Then she'll call for the cops to get him And I'm like 1, 2, 1, 2, is this mic on? Cause y'all ain't feeling the song What I'm feeling is wrong Hey, Dad, you ain't still in the wrong But a young man's aging and you still ain't called I'm so stressed that I really need a plaque And I cherish my mom, and it's thanks to D-Black I'm sorry, D-Black, you might have lost your mom But you gained a family in return and you learn You can always let it be, but you never let it burn I'm just hoping it won't be my turn So let it go like And when I get to 3 I'mma let it all go and let it be (be) I'mma let it all go and let it be (be) Three See, now on a different note, she's singing But I'm hearing different notes with every different quote I'm tryin' tell her I love her but she don't listen And when I try to spend time, she ends up missing The only thing that's stopping me from cheating Is the only thing that's stopping her from leaving (love) But I don't know if that's there anymore Cause I find myself staring at whores And she finds herself closer to doors So how can that work? But this ain't even the song This is just for you to hear what's wrong That's what I'm telling my mom But she knew all along (why can't we all get along?) Stuck on a "He said, she said, I said, you said" I'm so confused I think I did say it Got a tight grip but I might slip It's funny how life hits Cause Cupid just might miss like And when I get to 3 I'mma let it all go and let it be (be) I'mma let it all go and let it be (be) Three I'm at a point in my life That the main issue is trying to have a joint in my life They point at my life and laugh See, I got two jobs and I'm still broke See, I got bad asthma and I still smoke The doctor tellin' me that my breathing getting worse And soon I won't be able to spit a verse, now I'm feeling cursed No turning to my dad cause he's too far to look for So instead I look forward, but I don't look forward to seeing him At nights I still have bad dreams of being him People say, "You look just like your dad You got his laugh, you got his walk, you got his talk." But I don't got his heart No, I'm much stronger My armor is tough for Hussein to drop a bomb on it The enemy is really myself The enemy is really what really need help Somebody help like And when I get to 3 I'mma let it all go and let it be (be) I'mma let it all go and let it be (be) Three