Jaquel Spivey and John-Andrew Morrison - Periodically

I just like to remind you
Periodically
That I love you son
If you ever should find you
Need encouragement
Then you call me, son

I am your mama, and I've always loved you
Even when you be doing me wrong
I went through labor, hours of labor
To bring you along

And you mean all the world to me
You mean all the world to me
You're the reason I'm singing this song

This is the day, this is the day
This is the day that the Lord has made
That the Lord has made
He has a milestone in my baby's life
You turn 26 on the 26th
And this will never happen again
So, enjoy your day!

You were born at 8:31 this morning, my love
Mom loves you
You turn 26 on the 26th
I hope I'm the first one to call you
But even if I'm not
With the exception of our dear Heavenly Father
I am the one that loves you the most

I just like to remind you
Periodically
Read your Bible, son
Don't put Jesus behind you
Periodically
Read your Bible, son!

One: honor thy father and thy mother
That thy days on the earth will be long
Two: be ye encouraged, ye may feel helpless
But Jesus is strong
And three, and most importantly, most importantly
It's the reason I'm singing this song

Listen at me, now

Man is for woman
And woman for man
The rest is confusion
And not in God's plan

All of these Hollywood homosexuals
Wavin' gay flags all day and night
Stickin' their things up each other's buttholes
I'm tellin' you, son, that it just ain't right!

It ain't right, it ain't right, it ain't right with God
It ain't right, it ain't right, it ain't right with me
And I just like to call up my baby boy
And remind him of that periodically

'Cause I love you
And I don't want your soul to be wasted
It hurts me so bad sometimes I can taste it
Hell is real
Sinners burnin'
Sinners churnin' in rivers of fire
Because of filthy, unholy desire

Hell is real
Though we love you
Don't repent, 'cause you know it would please us
Son, you should do it so you can see Jesus

He is real
And I love Him
So despite all my pain and my strife, I'll
Just keep on praying your reprobate lifestyle
Isn't real

Written by:
Michael R. Jackson

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