This yo mama...

I fought so hard to show you

Give you a reason to be proud 

Even when I struggled 

I wanted to prove...

That I would be okay...

Give you

You...

That validation that you succeed 

At raising...

The child the universe didn't want to claim

I know 

I know...

Time and time again I made you cry

You do realize...

I was doing exactly what you taught

Thinking for myself 

I heard you say 

You were proud of me...

Yet it never sunk in...

I was too busy trying to prove

That I never stop to realize 

I had already proven

Now with days passing by...

My ears and heart...

Beginning to yearn for the sound

Of your voice...

Even though I can close my eyes

See you in motion 

Hear your voice

Nothing seems to replace...

After a long stressful day

Hearing the phone ring...

To laugh and joke about absolutely nothing 

And now all that reminds...

Are the saved voicemails beginning with...

Hey this yo mama....