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Dear Mama

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I feel like we’ve wreaked
We need to reconnect
Not through the net
I’m not doing this on a bet
I’ll let you pet my hair
Be careful, I don’t use nair
When I look at you, I lose air
I can’t bear this any long (er)
This isn’t a song
You’re a full time mom
I would never light a bomb
I’m not Saddam
I’m not calm
I’m more of a hy(per person)
Basically your type
I like math
I’m Sidney
Would you share your kidney?
Don’t forget me
I wanna be
The one to make you proud
‘Cause I’m loud
Mama you make me blush
When you tell me to hush
Anytime, anywhere I will brush your hair
Do you need a lift there?
I’ll always be here,
Not there,
Not anywhere you’re not there
I wanna be the one to make you smile
Mile throughout mile
Do you remember that pile?
You know, the pile of love
Sent from above





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