Yeah this one right here goes out to all the lady's mamas, mamas...
Mamas, mamas, my lady's mama, mama
Yeah, go like this

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

My lady's drama mama don't like me
She doing things like having her [bad word] to the studio trying to fight me
She need to get a piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her daughter is a lady and not a paycheck
Bracelets, movies, hibachi grill, I'll pay that!
I love your mom and everything, see I ain't the one to trip now
She wanna rip me up and start a war between us? Look, my brothers stay down
She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided
She had fish fries and cookouts
On YOUR birthday and I ain't INVITED?
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you do is defend that lady when I call you, yee yee

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

Me and your daughter
Got a special thang going on
You say it's puppy love
We say it's full grown
Hope that we feel this
Feel this way forever
You could plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm blind fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?
Forever never seems that long until you're on
And notice that the day by [bad word] can't be too long
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I neva could
 [bad word] a magician to abracadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of we
Asking what happened to the feelings that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a reason one can't be, mad
So know this, know that everything is cool
And yes I will be present on that first day of school, and graduation

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
(repeat)