Momma I don’t know how you did it all for a kid like me.
Every birthday I got the greatest gifts a child could want.
But the only gift I wanted was the one of life you gave me.

Regret if I’m cold sometimes- throwing little fits.
You raised me well and with everything you owned.
One could not tell the years to pass to repay it all.

All I can do is make something of what you gave me.
Make it big enough that anything in the world is yours.
Willies was never around, maybe that’s where my angers from.

No real father, maybe that’s what made me act so foolishly,
You tried everything to keep me straight even if I don’t see it.
Hopefully this can show you just how grateful I truly am.