Mama Silhouette

See that baby mama
Caught up in her drama
Angry n stressed
Bout how she dressed
Lost her bloke
She broke
Then she smoke
And puff, in a ploom
She back in the room
Fears gone in each drag
Don't matter that shes a slag
To make a living
She be giving
To her baby
She be thinkin maybe
It will all go away
For good some day
Til her fag runs out
N she's back in doubt
N baby mama
Got back her drama
Then smokes n its gone
N it goes on n on
Living life as a silhouette
Thru comfort in a cigarette