The Mom Lecture
• Written by V0RT3X_11
Goodness gracious,
Mother, pay attention,
I don't need to mention,
Let alone question,
The tension,
I love my imperfections,
My trauma's very essence,
Is my best weapon,
A thanks to you I'm guessin',
The therapy sessions,
Gave me aggression,
You think I'm interested?
That's a misconception,
The way I present,
You is me disrespectin' you,
My repetition,
Gets the conversation,
Goin', and pacin',
Don't you love these situations?
Mom, where's the patience,
You had when I first got inspiration,
To say shit?
Dear Mother,
I wonder,
Why didn't you give pops a rubber?
You made another,
Mistake and tossed it in the gutter,
Bitch ass motherfucker,
Cock suckin',
Good for nothin',
Abuse lovin',
Piece of shit,
Bitch with a stitch,
Or two, maybe a fifth,
Got a tooth chipped,
Last time I saw the witch,
I'm givin' a lecturin' pitch,
While she sinks a syringe,
In her skin,
I'm not rich,
But shit,
I'd rather wind up in a fuckin' ditch,
Than snitch,
Hoes can suck it if they don't wanna lick,
I can give a slick trick to those willin' to spit,
Make your eye twitch,
Make your enemies flinch,
Every time you clench a fist sandwich,
My rantin',
Is my advantage,
What's yours?
Findin' tourists, handin' 'em a brochure?
Vortexes pull, I can assure,
'Cause every fan, has a heart,
I strike the core,
Make a tear come up in your eye,
I never lie or deny what I said, alright?
Every word is true,
Goodbye.
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V0RT3X_11
Member since April 22 2026