Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, alright, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, I’m gonna lay the chorus first Here we go now 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, my mom I know you’re probably tired of hearin' about my mom Oh ho, whoa, ho, but this is just a story of when I was just a shorty And how I became hooked on Valium Valium was in everythin', food that I ate The water that I drank, fuckin' peas in my plate She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak So everyday I had 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-fuckin'-chiever? My teacher didn’t think I was gonna be nothin' either «What the fuck you stickin' gum up under the fuckin' seat for?» «Mrs. Mathers, your son has been huffin' ether Either that or the motherfucker’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 pain killers Now just wait till I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes» «You little motherfucker, I’ll make you sit there And make that retarded fuckin' face without even tastin' it You better lick the fuckin' plate, you ain’t wastin' it Put your 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' again till next Thanksgivin' And if you still ain’t finished it, I use the same shit again Then when I make spinach dip, it will be placed into shit» «You little shit, wanna 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 slipped us shit And so what if he did that, it’s none of your dang business, kid" My mom, there’s no one else quite like my mom I know that I should let bygones be bygones But she’s the reason why I am high but I’m high on 'Cause 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 Wit' me Valium spinach But my buzz only last about two minutes But I don’t wanna swallow it without chewin' it I can’t even write a rhyme without you in 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 Fuckin' passin' it up, catchin' me And it’s probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain’t it? Pharmaceuticals to the bomb, I’m beautiful Secure the fuckin' dog with the medicine she done fed it Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and say that it has a headache «Here, want a snack, you hungry, you fuckin' rat? Look at that, it’s a Xanax, take it and take a nap Eat it», «But I don’t need it», «Well, fuck it then break it up Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up» «All right, Ma, you win, I don’t feel like arguin' I’ll do it, pop and 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 My mom, I’m just like her My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my momma Sorry Mom, I still love you though Dr. Dre, 2010, hey, this shit is hella hard, homie Yo, take us on outta here
