Dear mom, everything you did was worth it All the sacrifices taken when the picture wasn’t perfect I could see it in your face when I was young and all your burdens are reminders to keep pushing when I’m working on this circuit I remember in the Canada cold Delivering papers out the trunk when I was sick going door to door You used to say God got me I was meant for more and that we was broke cause he was fixing what we had in storе I remember that momma usеd to beat my ass Then I would be mad and crying while she worked a back to back Then she’d wake me up and tell me that I’d better get to class And then I graduated and she stood up and I saw her clap Mom We used argue now I know you were right Ima tell my kids the same to be in before street lights Not to steal, do right, live, laugh....