Shoutout to my ma
Who does not resent me
Even though I don’t have my license / can’t help on the drive
And she indulges me in my musical enjoyment.
Oh how I love my mother.
Oh how I love being a child of a mother
Who loves her mother, who loves her mother, who loved her mother
It’s the only time I feel sad about ending the bloodline.
I hope my love for my mother can be passed on and on and on in my words and deeds and by example.










