This is a song about "I hate my mother"

I picked up my mother and took one last kiss.

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Mary jane is my mother

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

My mother cries i listen and i can't believe my eyes.

My records sell, yes sir

Mother, o my mother

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Lost my mother wen i was barley eight

Mother, o my mother

Be my mother lover