Mommy- You Are Appreciated.



Dear Mama..
Damn that's Tupac...

Hey Mama..
But that's Kanye...

Mommy..
Yeah that's me...

 Mommy,

 It's Mother's Day and I just wanted to drop you a quick note to remind you that... 

 You are amazing. I mean like awesome.. you are the physical equivalent to the word wonderful, you are.. everything. 

 I know that most people would say the same about their mother, but you- you take the cake, you've won the championship belt for moms, you are the greatest! I could brag about you all day and even into the night. There are so many great things to talk about- your accomplishments, personal attributes, wisdom, and unconditional love. Nobody compares to you. 

 You are the definition of real love. The definition of no matter what. I thank God for sending me to you. Your strength and guidance have molded me into the man that I am today. And as I continue to grow, your advice past and present still provide the blueprint and encouragement necessary for greatness. I love you and appreciate you dearly. 
I took a moment to curate a playlist dedicated to you, moms around the world, and to any other woman that has been a source of nurture and support for somebody.

You All Are Appreciated. One Love.

- Keith
(Keef The G.O.D.)

Mother's Day Playlist
Boyz II Men - Song For Mama
Tito Lopez - Mama Proud
Tori Kelly - Always Love You
The Spinners - Sadie
Ghostface Killah - All That I Got Is You
Nas - Dance
Ashanti - Mother
Rick Ross featuring CeeLo Green - Smile Mama, Smile
2Pac - Dear Mama
N.O.R.E. featuring Capone, Musaliny-N-Maze, Gold [Oro], Complexions - Love Ya Moms
The Intruders - I'll Always Love My Mama
Beanie Sigel featuring Scarface - Mom Praying
The Shirelles - Mama Said
Chris Brown - Mama
Talib Kweli - Momma Can You Hear Me
Kanye West - Hey Mama
Mac Miller featuring Phonte - I'll Be There
Justin Bieber - Turn To You
Junior - Mama Used To Say
Lukas Graham - Mama Said
Yo Gotti - Momma




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