Sun beat face toddler hanging from her waist,
pissed at the number 9 bus she just chased,
Baby sitter was late and the job wouldnt wait,
had to drop her son off with her auntie Kate,
But auntie Kate aint the best cause she does meth,
but she the closest in walking distance there is no one left,
Wonderin if the jobs worth it cause it really aint the best,
all it seems to be everyday is added on stress,
It barely covers the bills plus two managers got killed,
in the past two years from dudes tryna take some bills,
She does her work in a trance feelin like it isnt real,
and hums verses to her songs hopin one day to get a deal,
And every dude that walk in tryna order a happy meal,
wana know when she get off so they can try to catch a thrill,
She just put on a slight smile as they staring in her grill,
still payin them no mind knowin they wont keep it real,
By the end of the shift feet hurtin from slavin,
still gotta pick up little man so on her way again.
About 5 blocks and two stops past the stadium,
excited to see little man thinkin what she will say to him,
Knockin on the door no answer or movement,
thinkin that aunt is inside high and stupid,
Found her passed out high wit some man on top,
paid them no attention hopin he get what she got,
Searchin thru the place but something seem wrong,
ask her aunt where is her son, her reply was "gone",
Said she needed a hit she traded him to fly,
said the man with the wings took him before she said bye,
As she began to cry reachin to take her aunts life,
a sweet sound said mommy and it came from the right,
She ran grabbed and hugged her son who was ok,
he told her bout his day and how he and the man with wings played,
Said the man said hide in the closet mommys on the way,
said he stood by him and taught him how to pray,
Said the man said not to be scared and he wasnt at all,
yelled "and thats him mommy" pointing to a picture of Jesus on the wall.
