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On a Tuesday afternoon, My mom came in my room And said get the fuck up out of bed And get a goddamn job So I told her hey, hey fuck you mom And I threw the phone at her head But I missed and hit her in the snatch So I slammed the door in her face Don't ever march in my room I'll kick your ass And call the cops And tell them I'm abused And you'll wind up in jail While I snowboard in Veil No one to post your bail 'Cause daddy loves me more He says that you're a… You're worthless You're lazy You're stupid A little overweight Now give me 20 bucks Mommy you're so worthless You're lazy You're stupid A little overweight Now give me 20 bucks Now make it 50…bucks Now mom writes me letters I write return to sender Let her rot there in her cell I watch the dogs mate on her bed Sorry mom I had to pawn The china, silver, and all your jewelry I had to eat And rent a bunch of prostitutes like you You're lazy You're stupid A little overweight Now give me 20 bucks Mommy you're so worthless You're lazy You're stupid A little overweight Now give me 20 bucks Now make it 50 bucks No, make it 60 Make it 75 Why don't you just give me your whole goddamn purse I hope you're having fun rotting in jail Maybe I'll come visit you Nah Enjoy your stretch in jail!