Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah... Okay! Alright! Yo, Yo. Yo! Yo! Alright, money first. we go now! My mom loved Valium and of drugs. That's I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium lots a' drugs. That's why I'm on what on --'cuz I'm my mom. "My my mom" --I know you're probably of hearing the "my mom" oh-oh whoa-oh, but this is just a story of when I was just shorty and how I became hooked Va-al-iu-um. Valium was in everything: food I ate, the water that I fucking peas in my plate. She just enough of it just to season my steak so everyday I had at least three stomach Now tell me what of mother would want to see her son grow up to be an under-a-fuckin'-chiever? My didn't think I was gonna' be nothing, either: "What the fuck stickin' gum up under the fuckin' seat for?" "Mrs. Mathers, your son been huffing ether. Either that or the motherfucker's puffin reefer." all of this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it was, either. It was neither. I was buzzin', but it wasn't she thought. Pee in a tea Bitch, you ain't my keeper. I'm sleepin'; What the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me Slut, you to leave me the fuck alone; I ain't playin'. Go find you a white crayon color a fuckin' zebra. My mom loved and lots of drugs. That's why I like I am --'cuz I'm like her. my mom loved Valium and lots a' drugs. That's why I'm on I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. Wait minute! This ain't dinner, this is paint thinner! ate it yesterday; I ain't hear no complaints, did I?" "Now here's a plate full 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' face even tastin' it!" "You'd better lick the plate; you ain't wastin' it. Put your face in it I throw you in the basement again! I ain't givin' in. You're gonna' just sit there and want to fuckin' play spin again until next Thanksgiving, and if you ain't finished it, I'll use the same shit again, and when I make spinach dip, it'll placed in the shit! You little wanna' sit there and play innocent? A fell and hit me in K-Mart, and they witnessed it! Child support? Your father, he ain't the shit! So if he did? It's none of your dang business, kid!" My mom, there's no else quite like my mom. I know I should let bygones be but she's the reason why I am high on what high on. 'Cuz mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. That's I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium lots a' drugs. That's I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. My mom loved Valium. Now, what I is a party animal. I am what I am, but I'm strong to the finish wit' me spinach. But my bars only last about two But I don't to swallow it without chewin' it. I can't even write a rhyme without you in it, Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh! I never thought that I could ever be a drug addict. --"nah, that, I can't have it happen to me!" but that's actually what has up happenin' in a tragedy fuckin' passin' it up back to me. And it's probably where I acquainted with the taste, ain't it? Pharmaceuticals are the Mom! Beautiful! She killed fuckin' dope with the medicine she done fed it. Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and say that it has headache. "Here, wanna' snack? You you fuckin' brat? Look at that! It's a Xanax! Take it and a nap! Eat it!" But I need it! "Well fuck then break it up! Take a little piece and beat it before wake Nathan up!" Ma, you win! I don't feel like arguin'! I'll do it --pop and it, start wobblin', stumble, tumble, slip, trip, then I fall in bed with bottle of meds and a Ledger bobble head! mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. That's why I am I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium and lots a' That's why I'm on I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. My mom, I'm just her! My mom, mom, my mom (x3) My my mama [in an Cartman voice:] My mama, I ain't takin' this no more. Heh, sorry I sill love you, though! [kiss sound] Dre 2010! [in a mocking Man this shit is hella' hard, homie! Man, take us on outta' here... Oh!