Mama's Boy Poem by OSMAN MAKAVELI KONNEH

Friends call me mama's boy
They say i am mama's toy
David says, being in the park i don't know the joy

C-Bo jumps in and say it is alot of fun
his examples, shooting bb gun
Hilda smile and say it where she lost her virginity
maybe some day that could be me in that insanity

Shanikka says, she refuse my note because am a baby
Shanikka i call, but it was funny than those on comedy
C-Bo i call, he replied Mama's waiting for you to get some hugy
David, he says dude i don't need trouble you are Mama's boy

Mama need someone she can talk to
I stay to listen becuase Daddy came to go
If a man refuse to be a man, another man has to be one

All the money we been sharing non was mine
She work hard to earn it, but give it to me just for my smile
We all has a best friend she is mine

I have to be around her, because she need me, just like i needed her
With or without you friends, i believe i will stand tall
Am not Mama's boy, am giving mama joy
Am not her toy, am the person she prayed i be
BB gun aint fun, then Mama where can my socks be
Sex is my last thought, do you know whether he has HIV

With Mama, all i get is laughter and more sense about the world
Remember in history class non of you could say a word
Mama thought the things you guys admire, I means all
If i was a Mama's boy, thanks i have her.