© Dav_Kenzii

Have a mom,
She the bomb.
Don't stress your mind,
Forget about your problems or troubles,
Put then aside that you find.
You're going to enjoy to tonight,
Which is going to be alright.


I wanna thank God,
For spearing your life,
Trust me, the journey you've trod,
Is not easy- I love the way your life had strive.
I'm shouting everywhere to the mob,
That mom, I want to pick you up when you're Down,
Because you're the bomb,
And when I'm around you, I can't wear a frown.


It's your birthday,
I want you to have a blast,
Enjoy like there's no other day,
So that to keep your memories in tact,
Your love in my heart can't be last,
And that's the mere truth of the fact.

You're a queen,
Please rock your crown,
Don't be afraid of anyone seen,
You're magnificent on your throne.