Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah... Okay! Alright! Yo, Yo. Yo! Yo! Alright, money first. Here go now! My mom loved Valium and of drugs. why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom Valium and lots a' drugs. That's why I'm on what I'm on I'm my mom. mom, my mom" --I know you're probably tired of hearing the "my mom" whoa-oh, but this is just story of when I was just a shorty and I became hooked on Va-al-iu-um. Valium was in everything: food that I the that I drank, fucking peas in my plate. She sprinkled just enough of it just to season my so everyday I had at least stomach aches. 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 up under the seat for?" "Mrs. Mathers, your son been huffing ether. Either that the motherfucker's been puffin reefer." But all of this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it either. was neither. I was buzzin', but it wasn't what she thought. Pee in a cup? Bitch, you ain't my keeper. I'm sleepin'; What the fuck keep on fuckin' with me for? Slut, you need to me the fuck alone; I ain't playin'. Go find you a white crayon and color a zebra. My mom loved Valium and of drugs. That's why I am I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium and lots drugs. That's I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. Wait a minute! This ain't this is paint thinner! "You ate yesterday; I ain't hear no complaints, did I?" "Now here's plate full of pain killers. just wait 'til I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes. You little motherfucker, you sit there and make that retarded fuckin' without even tastin' it!" "You'd better lick the plate; you ain't wastin' it. Put your face in before I throw you in the basement again! And I ain't givin' in. You're just sit there and want to fuckin' play spin again until next Thanksgiving, and if you still ain't it, I'll use the same shit again, and when I make spinach dip, it'll be placed in shit! You little wanna' sit there and play innocent? A rat fell and hit me in and they witnessed it! Child support? Your father, he ain't sent shit! So what if did? It's none of your dang business, kid!" My mom, there's no one else like my mom. I I should let bygones be bygones, but she's the reason why I am high on what high on. my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like Because my mom loved Valium and a' drugs. why I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. My mom loved Valium. Now, I am is a party animal. I am what I but I'm strong to the finish wit' me Valium spinach. But my bars only last two minutes! But I don't want to swallow it chewin' it. I can't even a rhyme without you in it, my Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh! Man, never thought that I could ever be a drug addict. --"nah, fuck I can't have it happen to me!" but that's actually what has ended up happenin' in a tragedy fuckin' passin' it up back me. it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain't it? are the bomb, Mom! Beautiful! She killed the dope with the medicine she done fed it. Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and say that it has headache. "Here, wanna' snack? You hungry, you fuckin' Look at that! It's a Xanax! Take it and take nap! Eat it!" I don't need it! "Well fuck then break it up! Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan Alright, Ma, you win! I feel like arguin'! I'll do it --pop and gobble it, wobblin', stumble, hobble, slip, trip, then I fall in bed with bottle of meds and a Heath bobble head! My mom loved Valium lots of drugs. That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm her. Because my loved Valium and lots a' drugs. That's why I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my My mom, I'm just like My my mom, my mom (x3) My mom, my [in an Eric Cartman voice:] mama, I ain't takin' this no more. Heh, sorry mom! I sill love you, though! [kiss Dr. Dre [in mocking tone:] Man this shit is hella' hard, homie! Man, take us on outta' here... Oh!