Lipstick

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!