What's left except drinkin', doin' drugs to drown your sorrow,
Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show
Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Who doesn't do drugs and no fighting only a few shoves
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
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
My mom doing drugs in her bedroom
When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune
Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do
A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you
Seas/ i always fought for my dad/ har'ram fighting for the only
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Three men raped mom, beat dad, the kid saw it was bad
If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back
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