Happy B-Day

30-11-1985
Shorty she was there when that stage fright was on me.
She said stuff to calm me, down, and I felt fine again.
Mami she was there when nobody believed
Nobody but she, though I cud achieve, great things.
She made me fine again.
Shorty is like a vitamin (just what the doctor order).
Baby made me rise and think,
I could do, I cud be, anything, honestly, how could she
think so much of me, I was a fucking bum.
I was no good, I was hood, not stupid but misunderstood,
Guess cupid gave me wings, no drinks needed,
I was already hocked.
She never cared about my weight, loved the extra pounds.
She always had a smile on her face, whenever I came around.
She loves me, heavy ore thin. I am her King.
But to me she is more than my queen.
She is my everything.
My rise and my falls, a means to it all, the reason I fought.
The reason ill keep fighting. She is the reason why I’m writing.
I Am
So proud.
That´s why ill screams it out loud.
Maybe just for this time only, on her day.
I Love you
Happy Birthday.