This Is The Autobiography Of Nicki Maraj

May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected

Daddy was a crack fein, two in the morning had
Us running down the block like a track team
When you burnt the house down in my mother was in it
How could I forget it the, pain is infinite
She's my queen and I ain't even british
Shes the only reason that I went to school and I finished (Yeah)
She told me that I had talent
Got on her knees and prayed for me when I started being violent (Okay)
She saw something in me that, 'til this day I don't know if I could be that
But I'm a die tryin' and when I'm done cryin'
Grab the iron and black out like I'm retiring
Nightmares of you killing my mother
The reason that I sleep with my head under the covers
And they should'a thrown a book at you
Cause I hate you so much that it burn when I look at you

May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected

Damn I wanna run to you
Hold you and kiss you and tell you how I miss you
Thought I would have a son for you
But now it's official it's over and I can't let you go
But I gotta let you know all the shit I did make me feel like I'm dyin real slow
Cause no one understands me they don't know what to do
When I'm hurt and when I'm angry
You was my friend and my man and my daddy
You was there when that bitch tried to stab me
Anything I ever needed knew you had me
Cause of you all them chicks couldn't stand me
So why I hurt you? That's the question
It took this long for me to learn my lesson
Cause now all I want is peace and get drama
I finally understand the true meaning of karma

May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected

Please baby forgive me, mommy was young
Mommy was to busy tryna have fun now
I don't pat myself on the back for sending you back
Cause God knows I was better than that
To conceive then leave you the concept alone seems evil
I'm trapped in my concience
I adhered to the nonsense listened to
People who told me I wasn't ready for you
But how the fuck would they know what I was ready to do
And of course it wasn't your fault
It's like I feel it in the air
I hear you sayin mommy don't cry can't you see I'm right here
I gotta let you know what you mean to me
When I'm sleeping I see you in my dreams with me
Wish I could touch your little face or just hold your little hand
If it's part of gods plan, maybe we can met again