Figurely argue with my mother,
Life’s a bitch and i feel her
Mother, o my mother
You know...you know who you are
That they make me fucking sick
Still listen to big
I got something you've been waiting for
I also carry traits from my mother,
Pepe le pew my music
Emcees raps made me sick.
Said when i do dirt wit her
The replacement of the word "mother"
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
Toil and blunder of a young single mother
Sick twisted fantasies
Cuz you gon' chase cheese
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