A professional speaks. Mama. Listen. Plz

I had to bootleg this off Facebook. She did not post it on YouTube. I love this wise woman. She has the words Mama can understand. I’m a laymen. I help laymen. And I am Moses so my words fail me.

This is us Mama. Uncomfortable. Changing. Morphing. Growing together. It’s scary. I won’t let you go. Until we both can understand. We must learn the lesson Mama. It’s not something you don’t know already I am just giving the feelings words for us to understand beyond this pain Mama and let it go. 💋 trust me.

Trust you. Trust god. You zigged. Now we gonna zag. Cuz I’m back from the adoptions dead Mama. Looking like a mummy. As we peel the bandages off the world gave me. Fear can not stand against a trained brain. mine is trained to maintain my truth beyond what was said. I know who’s I am. Who o was sent to first was you. Now.

You’ve believed for years what you were told.

You’ve been controlled by a system I am tearing down in front of those brown eyes crying Mama. As your warrior wars from within a system tearing it down as I go while you see my armor shining saying God hears that prayer.

I am the holy water Mama. Hear my songs as all my people sing for me while I break it down in front of my own Mama hanging here like a circus in the air swinging this way and that trying to lead that mind of your on our way. trust me. Please. I know the way. I am a light for this day. Sent to you first.

As I orchestrate our escape. Follow me out of this hell hole. Let’s punch Adoption in the eyes. we need this happy ending for our film Mama. This is our movie come true. See me!! 👋👋👋

I double dog dare you. Unite with me and watch the heavens open for us with the blessing we will not even be able to contAin. Cuz we doing it for all adoptees and their Mamas And families. See my vision. Please.

Our cognitive dissonance was always gonna come after I found you and came home and we are not loving in regretville anymore. I’m a goat. We going higher. To be the affect that we came to be we had to both get clean. You might have slipped into this mud but I am the shower. Make up. Fashion. Light camera. And who’s gonna play you doll. Cuz we Hollywood already Mama.

And? It’s time to cash it in girl. 👏👏👏✅✅

Might as well? Make some money and go on some trips? Right? Maybe shopping? Why not? Hell yes. Sounds like fun to me. We can even write a cookbook and do videos. Why not? All of us? Sounds like grand central. Better then the old days? Cuz we all grown up and chose to show up for you. That’s god mama?

Feel me with that heart Mama.

Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don’t wear these shits where I’m from
I’m not hating, I’m just telling you
I’m tryna let you know what the fuck that I’ve been throughTwo feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes
Three jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don’t know shit about where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am fromNo money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Cali
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Cali
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of cali I’ve been up all night, tryna get that rich
I’ve been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I’ve been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shitYou can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I’m trusting
Thorough bread in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind, basically raped me
Ran through the bullshit like a Matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning
And now I’m passin’ the bar like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate
But the Industry took my innocence
Too late, now I’m in this bitch!You don’t know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heelsNo money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Cali
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Cali
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Cali I’ve been up all night, tryna get that rich
I’ve been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I’ve been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shitPledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain’t been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
One day I’ll pay you back for the sacrifice

That ya managed to muscle
Sixteen, you sent me through customs so
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn First at the light that’s in front me
Cause every night I’mma do it like it’s my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause its all that I ever hadNow get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shitNow get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shit

Like Mama? I’m an artist? And that life? It’s gone. We new people. It’s uncomfortable. Yeah? But we been in uncomfortable for years apart. no comfort for the wicked. Right? We are not wicked. So why are we acting wicked? Is there a hole in your umbrella? Cuz I’m under you. We need to patch that hole it’s affecting everyone. Don’t make god show you now. Or maybe god should show you the affects on the family?

Blocking

Avoidance bahavior

Confusion

And on and on. This is not the way or we would have peace. This I know for sure. You. Need to satisfy us both. If baby ain’t happy. Them mama

This is also your chance. To speak. Don’t fear. That’s why I am here. I would not!! Let you take that to the grave. You will be cleaned to enter into grace. Grace is me. Cuz you ain’t dying today. Not today Satan. I’m over you hounding my Mama.

Ain’t happy? Let’s do this. Please. Stop dragging ass around. That’s. Not like you.

psychecafe

I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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