Hey Mom, wassup?
Category | Family
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Synopsis: Marckie discusses his mother's greatest fear as she nears her departure from the physical. He then puts that fear to rest.
Your main fear; how would your kids fare when you left
This flow's only goal is to put that fear to rest
So, the ink bleeds to remind you of the job you've done
Mom, you are an absolute one of one
Diana rocked with you since, like, before all of us
Strength in her spirit allows her to evenly adjust
She's the rock now due to her motherly instinct
You birthed a daughter we find quite distinct
I wouldn't be surprised if one day Izzy hit it big
Gig after gig after gig; math tells me he's prone to wig
Fate has it that him and I reconnected over your disease
Rest, please; you're youngest son's disciplined like the Japanese
With class like Talisa, there's no telling how high she'll go
And Desi? Make no mistake...she'll rep you thorough
All your two youngest daughters have to do is smile to glow
All you have to do is look below and enjoy the show
Your two grandkids carry on fulfilling your wishes
You moved on for them to carry on; that's what this is
They'll see the silver lining intertwining in my steps of life
Their findings turn on their high beams which ends the strife
You know me; I'm Marc to you, but the moniker is Marckie
More aggressive than a shark; I'm targeting the shark meat
You raised me to succeed, so failure remains remote
Men lie...women lie...but the numbers simply don't
All I see in us five is continued personal growth
A work ethic unmatched; for that, let's raise a toast
(apple cider, that is...lol!)
Ethic is genetic; you were engrossed in survival since diagnosed
Since Mill Brook projects, you did the most
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Comments:
-"my prayers to u and the fam. it's an honor to be your website administrator." -Vero | Santa Fe, NM
-"I didn't know your mother but i know she raised a hell of a man" -Cliff | San Antonio, TX
-"Prayers up" -Tiffany | Washington, D.C.
-"Dude........we talked right after she perished. I'm amazed at your patience and strength." -Damien | Orlando, FL
-"u know im ghetto and shit so imma say it how it is. aint never seen a grown ass man sacrifice his social and datin life to be there 4 momdukes. NEVER! u deserve what you got coming to u. real shit n chi is witchu" -Terry | Chicago, IL
-"Hello handsome. Sorry to hear about your mama. Love what you wrote." -Tara | St. Louis, MO
-"Cancer is bullshit. They have a cure." -Kenneth | Mobile, AL
-"F-U-E-L" -Jackie | Memphis, TN
-"Knew it was on your mind but you marched like a soldier. My condolences and I got your back." -Michael | Tampa, FL
-"I feel so bad. Reach out if you need anything." -Didi | Chicago, IL
-"TARGETING THE SHARK MEAT? you beast motherfucker" -Tee | Manhattan, NY
-"ya moms was puttin you in those junior magic leagues. i remember. beautiful woman." -Anonymous | Cocoa, FL
-"Thank you. Most of you I've met truck driving and the rest have been mutual contact or friend of a friend type shit. Rare few have been through Google or what have you. I love yall for the support. Terry, please be careful and thank you for being so observant" -Marckie | Orlando, FL/EVERYWHERE lol
-"She's not suffering anymore" -Erin | Tampa, FL
-"Your mother raised you right. You came into St. Louis as a truck driver and we met at the Broadway Oyster Bar. Very respectful. I read rhymes by you that you haven't even released yet" -Carmen | St. Louis, MO
-"I'm so sorry to hear about your mother. Veronica just told me about it. I still follow your basketball regimen till this day." -Perry | Milwaukee, WI
-"You don't work as hard as your momz.......js playin" -Jay | Tallahassee, FL
-"saddest part about this is your son and daughter are grudgin on some real ice cream shit. i see your pain what if you died? my bad but this is as real as it gets" -Sean | Orlando, FL
-"This is your time. I've watched you develop as a writer over the years. People forget that you can REALLY rhyme" -Pat | Albuquerque, NM
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