Plan B Mama (Loves A Crackhead)

So he says he loves you, wants you to be his wife

But he's too hooked on the crack pipe for that to be right

It's all lies, none of it's true, though it hurts

You know what you gotta do, cut him loose like a dirty needle

You don't know where he's been

All I know is that I've seen him high when he says that he's clean

There was a gray patch when he first bust on the scene

But as the mystery unraveled, all became black and white

Know what I mean?

We can never be friends, he can go to hell

No more hanging 'round the house like a bad smell

Either he goes or I do, it's your decision, mama, it's all on you

You're too old to be naive and I know you ain't ignorant

That's what's botherin' me, ma 'cos you're goin' on different

And I ain't never seen you loved up like this before

Why's it everybody but you who can see that you deserve more?

Mama, can't you see what he's tryin' to do to you and to me?

Mama, it's so black and white

While you're sittin' at home he's out smokin' crack tonight

And I can't go for that, no, no can do

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that

When I first met him, thought he was cool

Had a few things in common like supporting Arsenal

I saw the way he made you happy like a love fool

Coming down when times were hard up stressful

But all that don't matter to shit

When he starts acting like a little kid

Treating you as if you was some kind of bitch

Mama, you ain't rich but stills he borrows your money

And never pays you back

'Cus any penny he gets, he spends on that bad habit

Fuckin' takes the piss bringin' that slut in to our house

Is the ultimate diss

Now I know you threw him out for that

But how long is it gonna be before you take him back?

Mama, know you're lonely but you're the only

One who can't see that this bloke is a phoney

And he don't really care bout ya, mum

He just says he does 'cus he fuckin' thinks ya dumb

Mama, can't you see what he's tryin' to do to you and to me?

Mama, it's so black and white

While you're sittin' at home he's out smokin' crack tonight

And I can't go for that, no, no can do

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that

My mama loves a crack head

Is that what I'm supposed to tell my friends?

When they ask me how I'm doing, am I supposed to pretend?

Act like there's nothing's wrong when there blame there is

Turn the other cheek when he's takin' the piss

Fuck that that's not how the man of the house acts

I gotta defend my territory, guard my patch

When I know he's doing doggy shit behind your back

Put my foot down, stand my ground and that

This has got to stop whether the guy buns crack or not

His head ain't there he's fuckin' lost the plot

Dead and buried is the act phrase can't even act right

Can't even act his age that's so fuckin' lame

Thirty something years old, he should feel ashamed

If I was him, I'd slit my my veins at the mains

In a lukewarm bath and sit in it till my arteries drain

Do it right this time so I don't have to do it again

'Cos there's nothing more pathetic than a cry for help

Either you do or you don't, wanna kill ya self

Everybody knows you got a problem so it don't matter if you admit it

But what you gotta do is be a man 'n' fuckin' deal with it

I know the truth hurts, mama

But this shit gotta be said

He don't love you, he never has and that's a fact

The only thing he really loves in this world is crack

Mama, can't you see what he's tryin' to do to you and to me?

Mama, it's so black and white

While you're sittin' at home he's out smokin' crack tonight

And I can't go for that, no, no can do

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that, no

I can't go for that, no, no can do

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that, no

I can't go for that

So he says he loves you, wants you to be his wife

But he's too hooked on the crack pipe for that to be right

It's all lies, none of it's true, though it hurts