This Is Still Me Is That You?
It takes every ounce of strength in me these days,
To keep myself from completely losing it.
I know that she's grown that she can handle her own,
But that's my baby being treated like spit.
You should know I didn't raise no punk,
Damn sure didn't raise no thief.
My daughter is nothing like you,
she doesn't have to steal to make ends meet.
Eventually the truth will be revealed,
Maybe it's time to come clean.
I'm sure if we ask your employees,
past and present will all know what i mean.
For some reason I think you might have forgotten,
that my name is still LadyDuece.
It might do you well to remember,
This is still ME home-girl, is that YOU?