Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah... Okay! Alright! Yo, Yo. Yo! Yo! money comes first. Here go now! My mom loved Valium lots of drugs. That's why am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium lots a' drugs. That's why I'm on what I'm on I'm my mom. "My mom, my mom" --I know probably tired of the "my mom" oh-oh whoa-oh, but this is just a of when I was just a shorty and how I became on Va-al-iu-um. was in everything: food that I ate, the water that drank, fucking peas in my plate. She sprinkled just enough it just to season my steak so everyday I had at least three stomach Now tell me kind of mother would want to see her son be grow to be an under-a-fuckin'-chiever? My teacher didn't think I was gonna' nothing, either: "What the fuck you stickin' gum under the fuckin' seat for?" Mathers, your son has been huffing ether. Either that or the been puffin reefer." But all of this huffin' and wasn't what it was, either. It was neither. I was buzzin', it wasn't what she thought. Pee in a tea Bitch, you ain't my keeper. I'm sleepin'; What the fuck you keep on fuckin' with for? Slut, you need to leave me the alone; I ain't playin'. Go find you a white crayon and a fuckin' zebra. My loved Valium and lots of drugs. That's why I am like am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium lots a' drugs. That's why on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. Wait a minute! This ain't dinner, this paint thinner! ate it yesterday; I ain't hear no complaints, did I?" here's a plate full of pain killers. Now just wait I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes. You little motherfucker, don't you sit there and that retarded fuckin' face even tastin' it!" better lick the fuckin', plate; you ain't wastin' it. Put your in it before I throw you in the basement again! And I ain't givin' in. You're gonna' just there and want to fuckin' play spin again until next Thanksgiving, and you still ain't finished it, I'll use the same shit again, and I make spinach dip, it'll be placed in the shit! You little shit, wanna' there and play innocent? A rat and hit me in K-Mart, and they witnessed it! support? Your father, he ain't sent the shit! what if he did? It's none of your dang business, kid!" My mom, there's no one else quite my mom. I know I should let be bygones, but she's reason why I am high on what I'm high on. my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. my mom loved Valium and lots a' drugs. That's why on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. mom loved Valium. Now, what I am is a party animal. I am I am, but I'm strong to the finish wit' me Valium spinach. But my bars only last about two But don't want to swallow it without chewin' it. I even write a rhyme without you in it, my Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh! Man, I never thought that could ever be a drug addict. --"nah, fuck that, I can't have it happen to but that's actually what has ended up in a tragedy fuckin' passin' it up back to me. And it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain't Pharmaceuticals the bomb, Mom! Beautiful! She killed the fuckin' dope with the medicine she done fed Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and that it has a headache. "Here, wanna' snack? hungry, you fuckin' brat? Look at that! a Xanax! Take it and take a nap! Eat it!" I don't need it! "Well fuck it, then break it Take a little piece and beat it before you Nathan up!" Alright, Ma, you win! I feel like arguin'! I'll do --pop and gobble it, start wobblin', stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I fall bed with bottle of and a Heath Ledger bobble head! My loved Valium and lots of drugs. That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like Because my mom loved and lots a' drugs. That's why I'm on what on --'cuz I'm my mom. My mom, just like her! My mom, my mom, my mom My my mama [in an Eric Cartman voice:] My mama, I ain't takin' this no Heh, sorry mom! I sill love though! [kiss sound] Dr. 2010! [in a mocking Man this shit is hella' hard, homie! Man, take us on outta' here... Oh!