Pour out some liquor and I reminisce
’Cause through the drama I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I’m hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus.
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there’s no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act crazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me.
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me.
2pac Shakur (an excerpt from “Dear Mama”)
Today we went to a Bangkok 54 for the first time and I ordered its Mai Tai, which came with a flame. Looking at the glass of cocktail made me reminisce of my mother who would turn 85 today if she was still alive. Thinking of my mother immediately brought me to 2pac’s classic “Dear Mama.” The lyrics still burned in my brain. I made a YouTube Short. Happy birthday, mama!