Autobiography - Nicki Minaj

Please baby forgive me forgive me

Mommy was young mommy was too busy tryna have fun fun

Now I don't pat myself on the back for sendin' you back

'Cause god knows I was better than that kyuh

To conceive you then leave you

The concept alone seems evil

I'm trapped in my conscience

I adhered to the nonsense

Listened to people who told me I wasn't ready for you

But how the would they

Know what I was ready to do

And of course it wasn't your fault no

It's like I feel you the air

I hear you sayin'

Mommy don't cry can't you see I'm right here yes

I gotta let you know what you mean to me

When I'm sleepin' 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 God's plan maybe we can meet again

The more I cry