Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
You grounded like mom is you serious?
But did you think about your mom,
So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom
My mom doing drugs in her bedroom
Won't run out anytime soon
Strapped up attacking mom nature
My records sell, yes sir
My mom, it was the bomb,
When you took my hand up so calm
But see i planned a trip
"ey, mom grab the hatchet"
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