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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Plastic bags on the stove
Stretchin' every single dollar
You were ironin' out our clothes
While the bills got taller
You were braidin' up our hair
Before the school bus came
Cookin' breakfast, sayin' prayers
Callin' each of us by name
[Chorus]
Happy Black Mother’s Day
From every child in the hood (yeah)
You held us when the world felt cold
Made us believe we could
This love you give don’t fade
It’s written deep in our face
Happy Black Mother’s Day
You turned the hurt into grace (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
You were ridin' on that bus
Work shoes in that paper sack
Sayin' “baby, get your books”
So you never come back to that
You were standin' in that line
For some help and still you smiled
Sayin' “I done seen worse times
But I never lost my child”
[Chorus]
Happy Black Mother’s Day
From every child in the hood (hey)
You fought for us in quiet ways
More than we understood
This love you give don’t fade
It’s written deep in our face
Happy Black Mother’s Day
You turned the hurt into grace
[Bridge]
To the aunties, big cuz, grandma too
Steppin' in when the crib felt blue (yeah)
If you ever packed a lunch, ever wiped a tear away
From the bottom of our hearts, we say
[Chorus]
Happy Black Mother’s Day
From every child in the hood
For the time, for the lessons you gave
When we had no answer, you stood
This love you give don’t fade
It’s written deep in our face
Happy Black Mother’s Day
You turned the hurt into grace (into grace)
Details
GeneratedFeb 15, 2026
Duration2:41
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dusty lo-fi hip hop with warm funk bass, mellow Rhodes chords, and soft vinyl crackle; male vocals sitting close and intimate. Verses ride a laid‑back pocket with swung drums and subtle horn stabs; chorus blooms with layered call‑and‑response hooks and gentle gospel-style background harmonies, energy lifting then settling back into a reflective groove., hip hop, lo-fi, funk
Credits
Prompt byLofiBanger163
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Americans need a black mother's day. To all the black Americans women Thank you from all the children in the hood. Your time you're lesson taught us. When we had no answer., funk, lo-fi, hip hop
