Thee Biggest

Clyde. Is such a dumb ass name.

If you date light skinned niggas. You gotta beat them mf.

I’ll never stop pouring into my sons. They’ll never question my love. I’ll pour into them so much they’ll have so much overflow for others so They’ll never have to take from themselves. My boys know and will always know love. Stability. A humble mom. A listening mom. An understanding mom. Financial stability and literacy. Protection. Emotional security… They don’t live off of survival. But love. I’d use my last breath to tell them I love them.

“I Got Issues”

My mom isn’t speaking to me bc I called her out for not taking accountability.

As a mother. I couldn’t imagine any circumstance that could make me not speak to my child. A child I housed inside of me. One I risked my life for.

Grieving your parents while they’re still alive… currently.

I wish I were more affectionate.