Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
I'm not the only one with these memories
Give us this day, our daily bread
Your friends say, why we not together yet
You should spend more time practicing your rhymes
And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Hating my dad with passion for not showing up
Of impactful things one can ask for
The only time i flirt with her
Only kids at the time, but our hearts were not under
This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular
Ain't no fairyou can stay longer
Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter
When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm
Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom
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