L(When 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)


[Verse 1]
A victim of the 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 ^!$$%

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 nice to you 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


[Hook]
1 2 1 2 1 2 1 2 1 2
And when I get to 3

I'mma let it all go and let it be (be) (x2)
Three


[Verse 2]
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 !@^%s

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


[Hook]

[Verse 3]

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

[Hook]