I reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back 22 years ago to keep it on track The birth of a child on the eighth of October A toast but my granddaddy came sober Countin' all the fingers and the toes Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh 18 years younger than my mama But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama

In single parenthood there I stood By the time she was 21, had another one This one's a girl, let's name her Pam Same father as the first but you don't give a damn Irresponsible, plain not thinking Papa said, "Chill" but the brother keep winking Still he won't down you or tear out your hide On your side while the baby maker slide

But mama got wise to the game The youngest of five kids, hon here it is After ten years without no spouse Momma's gettin' married in the house Listen, positive over negative for the women and master Mother queen's risin' a chapter Déjà vu, tell you what I'm gonna do When they reminisce over you, my God