Knock, knock, who is it?
It's love.
Sometimes called wonderful or beautiful.

I have the power to change events.
Makes folks comprehends what I am about.

I leave happiness in many people's house.
I get blame and it's a shame.

But it's love.
Which folks' misuses and confuse with hurt.
Yes, even in church.

But if I leave a good impression within your heart.
Then know it's God.

For God so love the world.
And love representing him is an honor.

Strong women, intimidate weak men..
Ok, some men in general.
They want a puppet.
A robot to cater to their orders and demand.

We, see this in the political culture.
Hillary, very intimidating to men.
Smart, educated and firm.
Things men can't handle.
So, they voted for a clown better yet, a fool.

Kamala, a proven force of strength.
Weak men don't comprehend even what that line meant.
They forget all about that strong mom that we knew or know, well.

A woman that cries they need no man.
Really, saying you must be on her measure of success.
And it's not about money or even wealth.

A strong woman lives up to that phase.
And that's every day.

Be proud
Men, be proud to be a mama boy.
Have no regrets being called that.

Have no shame.
Accept it and proclaim it.
Even, if your lady has a fit.

Many have heard that stupid line.
You love your mama more than you loves me.
Have no shame
The first woman you will ever know.

Would die for you in an instant.
And adore you will all her attention.
Many has put teachers in their place.

Not behind their back but to their face.

You her son and she is your mom.
So, being a mama boy is truly an honor.

Accept, many might not be perfect and have a past.
But remember many left a serious impact.
And left a good and bad impression.

But never run from that phase of being a mama boy.

Say you can.
Say, you will.
Stop drinking.
Say you can.
Say you will.


Stop cheating.
Say, you can.
Say you will.
All these require is will power.

Stop lying.
Well, start trying.
Say you can.
Say you will.
Really, what does it get you?

Stop fabrication facts.
Say, you can.
Say, you will.
Make them all reality, and let it be what is?

Say, you can.
Say, you will.
All because you feel within you can do this.

Accept your hurt.
Accept your pain.
When they say you a racist
Accept it.

You said you couldn't vote for her.
She was this.
She was that.
So, you elected the bigot man.

You know him.
A cheater, bad businessman.
And you foolishly said, he was a smart man.
Evidence never supported it.

A man that stated lustful thoughts toward his child.
If she wasn't blood connected.

You voted for him.

Led by wicked ministers pushing their views.
And you reaping what you voted on.

Accept it.
Accept your pain.
Just no other way.
Your hatred, now in clear view.
We saw ****** used his people to hate the Jews.

Some might say, this wasn't meant to be.
But deep within my soul you put this joy within me.
You my heart, my star, and for you I thank God.

Others must be jealous of us.
For when I look around.
Many are so unhappy.

While some just pretending to be.
You my dream, my fantasy, but more my reality.

And I know--Yes, I know.
This love was meant to be.