Did you stretch? Did you hydrate? No? Thatโs what I thought. You say youโre grown but you forgot your phone Text me โIโm fineโ like four times, p-p-p-please... Inbox full, brain on mute, Stand up straight, tie your boot. You call it freedom, I call it cute, Now eat your snacks, thatโs not a dispute. I run the ship, you set the tone, Yes youโre dramatic, no youโre not alone. Hands up, breathe in, count to three, I said RELAX, not argue with me. If you pout, I add a rule, Smile nice or you lose that little comfy stool. Iโm your Mommy, Domme, comedy queen, Making rules that donโt mean what you think they mean. Clean your room, then hit the floor, Not like thatโtry once more. Did you drink water? Did you sleep? Say โyes Mommyโ to the bass real deep. prrr. grr. Iโm not mean, Iโm organized, Now drop it low and moisturize. You want chaos, I brought a plan, Color-coded fun like โYes You Can.โ You talk back cute, I raise one brow, Suddenly youโre listening now. I donโt yell, I just pause, That silence hits harder than applause. I say โfineโ real calm and slow, You already knowโฆ show me the show. This is not a drill, This is not a testโฆ This is Mommy checking vibes And your postureโs a mess. Iโm your Mommy, Domme, no shame in sight, Authority wrapped in LED light. Do your chores, then touch the sky, Shake that stress, donโt ask me why. Rules are fake but the vibe is law, I clap once and youโre in awe. Obey the beat, respect the snack, Now wiggle forward, not talk back. Okay listen. I donโt wanna punish you. I wanna help you succeed. But if you keep acting like thatโฆ Weโre doing breathing exercises In the middle of the club. Yes Mommy, yes to the beat, yes to the bassline bounce, Confidence up, self-doubt down. I take care, I dominate light, Now go be "Hot" and text me โGoodnight.โ Did you drink water? DID YOU EAT? Thatโs the rule, now repeat after me Hydrate. Behave. Vibrate. Hydrate... D.J.Desire
