Claudine

You ever feel that pain, when you lose someone

That's so much dear to your heart

Knowing that you'll never get those moments back

Wishing that you could bring 'em back

Just to hug 'em and just hold 'em

And kiss 'em one time

(Mathematics, Mathematics)

All this time, I forgot to see what’s real

Living in this pain kept my mind mute in violence

(You didn’t find love) (Unified love)

You think its fine to play with that what I have left?

It’s a cold world out there and I can’t take the silence

See all the things I’m going through

I don’t know why

But I know that you

Are here with me

And that’s all that matters now

If I got you, oh, you got me, you'll see

I got one for the lovers, two for the ones we love

I know, I know, I know

We gotta keep it up, yeah

We’re not losing us

Three for the summers, four for the nights we cry

I know, I know

We keep trying

Keep fighting for our love

I only love her when she mad at me

She mad scrappy, that make-up sex be mad nasty

Our heads be bumping like bad acne, it's sad actually

She turn her back to get back at me and backtrack me

But we happy, just take it back and don't backstab me

If that's my story, I'm sticking to it and I'm not tacky

If she the mama, I'll be the papi. No need to ask me

If she attracts me I blow her back and she need a nappy

In a fetal position like in the womb

You don't feel like giving out much? You'll be feeling it soon

Just assume another chick could never fit in your loubs

She's just trying to be the dish that runaway with the spoon

Now if we're going to clean house, gotta start with a room

One broom and knock it clean out, never start with a goon

Now, leave it up to boom, or we always start with a boom

I got time to day straigh up and we're starting at noon

I got one for the lovers, two for the ones we love

I know, I know, I know

We gotta keep it up, yeah

We’re not losing us

Three for the summers, four for the nights we cry

I know, I know

We keep trying

Keep fighting for our love

I reflect on the scriptures in old pictures

Staring at my mama in the kitchen doing dishes

Despite how she was living, who am I to judge?

But what I've learned? If your mama's alive, show her love

The pain that I experienced over through the fame

Carried me for nine months, she pushed, then I came

That's why the seed is so attracted to their mama on this plane

To never hear her voice again, it never be the same

When the death is fresh and feel like your soul is soaked in sadness

And you find yourself crying in the open

Her face was cold, she felt my tears in the casket

And every drop that fell on her cheek, I cried acid

Obituary, photos and flowers all in the cemetery

And cries just like the end of Cooley High

Mama, come back, we miss you

Come back for a couple of days so I can just hug you and kiss you

I got one for the lovers, two for the ones we love

I know, I know, I know

We gotta keep it up, yeah

We’re not losing us

Three for the summers, four for the nights we cry

I know, I know

We keep trying

Keep fighting for our love