Shawn Carter was born December 4th/weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces. He was the last of my 4 children/The only one who didn’t give me any pain when i gave birth to him/And that’s how i knew that he was a special child
Miss. Gloria was dead on. I don’t know how many years it has been that I have held high loyalty to Jigga man, but it will not go away. People confuse my birthday for Jay’s (I dead used to ask my mom why she didn’t have me earlier) because my appreciation is that real. I thank you, Jay. You have always had a flow that was interesting to listen to and easy to recite that I can answer all to life with lyrics from your records. The power and creativity to make me feel like I was the one on corners late night hustling with ashy knuckles remains the reason I stay loyal to your craft. Folding the street mentality smoothly into the corporate world is inspiring and you have done this so well. From Roc-A-Fella to Roc Nation, from Obama on the text to Brooklyn Nets at Barclay’s, thank you for being an idol for so many and having a talent your fans will forever appreciate. It’s your 43rd year and I’m sure you are mighty thankful for what this year has brought you. God bless you, Bey, and Blue Ivy.
We loooove you, Jigga.