Sammus' Interlude

Hi, son, this is your mother

I'm just calling to see how you're doing

You know, I've been worried about you, but also

Low-key not worried about you

Because I raised you to handle this shit like a motherfuckin' boss

I hope you're getting your vitamins and essential nutrients

And balanced breakfast, all that shit

And continuing to rap your ass off

To make me proud like I know you do

Call me back when you get this, love you, kisses