"My Mom" as written by and Andre Romell/parker Young....
My mom loves Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

My mom, my mom,
I know you're probably tired of hearing 'bout my mom
Oho whoa-ho,
But this is just a story of when I was just a shorty
And how I became hooked on val-i-um.
Valium was in everything, food that I ate
The water that I drank
Fucking peas in my plate
She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak
So everyday I have at least three stomach aches
Now tell me what kind of mother would want to see her
Son grow up to be an under-a-fucking-chiever
My teacher didn't think I was going to be nothing either
What the fuck you stickin' gum up under the fuckin' seat for?
Misses Mathers your son has been huffin' ether
Either that or the mother fucker's been puffin' reefer
But all this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it was either
It was neither,
I was buzzin' but it wasn't what she thought
Pee in a tea-cup? Bitch you ain't my keeper
I'm sleepin'
What the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me for?
Slut you need to leave me the fuck alone
I ain't playin' go find you a white crayon
And color a fuckin' zebra

My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

Wait a minute, this ain't dinner, this is paint thinner
You ate it yesterday I ain't hear no complaints did I?
Now here's a plate full of painkillers
Now just wait til I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes
Ya little mother fucker,
I'll make ya sit there
And make that retarded fuckin' face without even tastin' it
You better lick the fuckin' plate, you ain't wastin' it
Put ya face in it before I throw you in the basement again
And I ain't givin' in you're gonna
Just sit there in one fuckin' place spinnin' in
Until next Thanksgiving'
And if you still ain't finished it I'll use the same shit again
Then when I make spinach dip it'll be placed in the shit
You little shit you want to sit there and play innocent
A rack fell and hit me at K-Mart and they witnessed it
Child support, your father he ain't sent the shit
And so what if he did? it's none of your dang business kid.

My mom, there's no one else quite like my mom
I know I should let bygones be bygones
But she's the reason why I am high on what I'm high on
My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

My mom loved Valium now all I am is a party-animal
I am what I am but I'm strong to be finished with me Valium spinach
But my buzz only lasts about two minutes
But I don't want to swallow it without chewing it
I can't even write a rhyme without doin' it
My Valium, my Valium
Man I never thought that I could ever be a drug addict
Nah fuck that, I can't have it happen to me
But that's actually what has ended up happenin'
A tragedy from fucking passin it up got to me
And it's probably were I got acquainted with the taste ain't it
Pharmaceuticals are the bomb mom beautiful
She killed the fucking dog with the medicine she done fed it
Feed it a fucking Aspirin and say that it has a headache
Here, want a snack?
You hungry you fucking brat?
Look at that, it's a Xanax.
Take it and take a nap, eat it,
But I don't need it.
Then fuck it then break it up
Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up
Alright ma, you win I don't feel like arguin'
I'll do it, pop it gobble it and start wobblin'
Stumble hobble tumble slip drip
Then I fall in bed with a bottle of meds
And a Heath Ledger bobblehead

My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom


Lyrics submitted by JessicaMae, edited by MusicChica

"My Mom" as written by Marshall B. Iii Mathers Mark Christopher Batson

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP

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  • +2
    MemoryLol how funny, i remember in one of his earlier songs "My Name Is" From the Slim Shady LP
    he said in his song

    "Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to
    I just found out my mom does more dope than I do
    I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper
    Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her"

    And this song "My Mom" shows up, haha.
    Jeymeson June 12, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General CommentPretty self-explanatory, really.
    JessicaMaeon May 10, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThis is probably a dumb question, but I can't tell if he's blaming his mom for his drug addiction, or making fun of people who blame their parents for the way they are?
    beautifulbreakdownon May 25, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentyuck, auto-tune. i hope he is doing it to mock the current music scene. i enjoy this track, the chorus is overly goofy, but excellent content. Although this is a repeat of "brain damage," "cleaning out my closet," ect. you can date his tracks by his current event references (heath ledger bobble head)
    sofa king coolon May 11, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentyeah he's not seriously using an auto-tune it's more of a mock on kanye (Mr West) and t-pain etc
    Proof327on May 12, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI think
    "Alrite, Money comes first" is actually
    "Alrite, I'm gonna lay the chorus first"

    Makes sense, coz the song starts with the chorus
    aceripperon May 25, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI think in the little bridge part, the lyric is

    "But I don't want to swallow it without chewin' it.
    I can't even write a rhyme without doin' it
    My Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh!"

    You had originally put "I can't even write a rhyme without you in it." Pretty sure he's still talking about valium, so the above should be correct.
    WorldStrikeon May 29, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe lyric "She sprinkled just enough for the disease in my steak"

    should be "She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak"

    Great song, great album! It's good to have the old Eminem back.
    JCim422on May 31, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentgo find you a white crayon and colour a fuckin zebra.





    hahahahaha.
    thrwmyhrtawy.on September 02, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWait a minute! This ain't dinner, this is paint thinner!
    "You ate it yesterday; I ain't hear no complaints, did I?"

    always gets me, hilarious. i like his new songs, he's different and its good.
    uhduh25on January 10, 2010   Link

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