 My mom love Valium and lots of drugs,
That why I am like I am cause I’m like her,
Because my mom love Valium and lots of drugs,
That why I’m on what I’m on cause I’m my mom,
My mom my mom I know youre probably tired of hearing about my mom (oh oh)
But this is just a story of when I was just a shorty and how I became hooked (ya ho)
Valium was in everything food that I ate,
The water that I drank fucking peas on my plate,
She sprinkled just enough of it the seas in my steak,
So everyday I have at least three stomach aches,
Now tell me what kind of mother would want to see her
Son grow up to be an under a fucking cheaver,
My teacher didn’t think I was going be nothing either,
What the fuck you sticking gum up under the fucking seat for?
Mrs. Mathers your son has been huffing ether,
Either that or the mother fuckers been puffing reefer,
But all this huffing and puffing wasn’t what it was either,
It was neither I was buzzing but it wasn’t what she thought,
Pee in a tea cup? Bitch you aint my keeper, im sleeping,
What the fuck you keep on fucking with me for?
Slut you need to leave me the fuck alone I aint playing,
Go find you a white crayon and color a fucking zebra.
My mom love Valium and lots of drugs,
That why I am like I am cause I’m like her,
Because my mom love Valium and lots of drugs,
That why I’m on what I’m on cause I’m my mom,
Wait a minute this aint dinner this is paint thinner,
You ate it yesterday I aint hear no complaints did I?
Now here’s a plate full of pain killers now just wait till I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes you little mother fucker ill make you sit there and make that retarded fucking face without even tasting it, you better lick the fucking plate you aint wasting it,
Put your face in it before I throw you in the basement again,
And I aint giving in, your gonna just sit there in one fucking place spinning again till next thanksgiving and if you still aint finished it I use the same shit again then when I make spinach dip it will be placed into shit, you little shit want to sit there and play innocent, Iraq fella hit me at k mart and they witnessed it, child support, your father he aint slipped us shit and so what if he did that aint none of your dang business kid.
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