"Grandma's Hands" lyrics

Mamma Africa
You brought the beast out me
My child the reason cooking chicken don't be rowdy
I came clutching, spoke to me in your language
Giving high fives, praising me, telling me all your talents
If I doubted you, his signature leaking up in the toilet

Boo hoo
Shoulda knew
Celebrate me, acknowledged
Shaku shaku
Pillola from Ghana
Creeping like a dinosaur, staring back at them commas
Who knew my love for you grew back where it started
My daughter, I'm protective and cool
You sewed me a promise
Made this poem for ya
I'm Africa, my wooly hair, I made this song for ya
I know it's peace peace peace, you talk to God in grandma

I'll shine a light in the dark
I'll hold you when life gets hard
When life gets hard
When life gets hard
I was with you straight from the start
Grateful for you love

My daughter stepped in with a smile
Like calling up a friend, like hmm, it's been a while
Or a day's of work you haven't had in a while
It's a miracle gift that they bless with a child
Ain't lonely, epically when they don't know me
I'd rather stay home doing Superman low-key
Karaoke, and now I'm singing to my caption
And enough about me and all that goo goo gagging still yapping
Quick-ass hands like Mohammed, she protected me
Seeds from the tree, black woman
Still scribbling
Growing up, it all made sense
You got your grandmother's hands
And your mother's two cents
In her defence
Gave me the world that I can't
You produced
Still nurturing
The fruits of this man
Half me and half you, so what's love got to do with it
Everything's magical, especially this nuisance

I'll shine a light in the dark
I'll hold you when life gets hard
When life gets hard
When life gets hard
I was with you straight from the start
Grateful for you love