I heard a thump
In the kitchen we flew
Oh! My God
What do we do
Out the back door we ran
I hate my moms man
He had a mean hand
Drunk and angry at the world
Around the corner was the bar
We didn't have to go far
Our uncles we found
Mississippi has mama on the ground
We saw him on top of her
They ran so fast
Like they were in the 50 yard dash to
take care of that trash who thought
that my mama he could bash
I know from the time I saw him in our kitchen on Spring St when I came home from school that he was no good!! I was only in the 3rd grade and I knew. I wouldn't even speak to him- Yall were in the kitchen eating clams- I remember that like it was yesterday!!!!