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Eminem - My Mom

Album: Relapse
Recording Year: 2009


[ Chorus ]

My mom love valium and lots of drugs
Thatís why I am like I am because Iím like her
Because My mom love valium and lots of drugs
Thatís why Iím on what Iím on cause Iím My Mom

[ Verse 1 ]

My mom, my mom, I know your probably tired of hearing bout my mom, Oooh whooa
But this is just a story of when I was just a shorty
And how I become hooked on valium
Valium was in everything, food that I ate
The water that I drank, fuckin peas in my plate
She sprinkled just enough of it just to season my steak
So everyday Iíd have at least three stomach aches
Now tell me, what kind of mother would want to see her
Son to grow up to be an under-afuckin-chiever
My teacher didnít think I was gunna be nothin either
ďWhat the fuck you stickin gum up under the fuckin seat for?Ē
ďMrs. Mathers your son has been huffin ether, "
ďEither that or the motherfuckers been puffiní reeferĒ
But all this huffin and puffin wasnít what it was either, it was neither
I was buzzin but it wasnít what she thought
Pee in teacup? Bitch you ainít my keeper Iím sleepin
What the fuck you keep on fuckiní with me for
Slut you need to leave me the fuck alone, I ainít playin
Go find you a white crayon and color a fuckiní zebra

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse 2 ]

Wait a minute, this ainít dinner, this is paint thinner
ďYou ate it yesterday, I ainít hear no complaints did I?
Now heres a plate full of pain killers, now just wait till I crush the valium
And put it in your potatoes, you little motherfucker
Iíll make you sit there and make that retarded fuckin face Without even tastin it
You better lick fuckiní plate you ainít wastiní it, put your face in it
For I throw you in the basement again, and I ainít giviní in
Your gonna just sit there in one fuckin place spin again
Till next Thanksgiving and if you still ainít finished
Then Iíll use the same shit again, then When I make spinach dip
Itíll placed in the shit
You little shit Wanna sit there and play innocent
A rack filler hit me in K-Mart and they witnessed it
Child support? Your father he ainít sent the shit
And so what if he did? Itís none of your dang business kidĒ

[ Bridge ]

My mom, thereís no one else quite like my mom
I know I should let bigons be bigons
But shes the reason why I am high what Iím high on

[ Chorus ]

[ Bridge 2 ]

My mom love valium now while I am
Thereís a party animal, I am what I am
But Iím strong to the finish with me valium spinach
But my buzz only last about two minutes
But I donít wanna swallow it without chewiní it
I canít even write a rhyme without doiní it
My valium, My valiiiuuuuum

[ Verse 3 ]

Man I never thought I could never be a drug addict
Nah fuck that, I canít have it happen to me
But that actually what has ended up happeniní
A tradegy, of fuckin passin it up, catchiní me
And itís probably where I got aquanted with the taste, ainít it
Pharmaceuticals are the bomb mom, beautiful
She killed a fuckin dog with the medicine she done fed it
Feed a fuckin asprin and say that it has a headache
ďHere want a snack, you hungry you fuckin brat? "
ďLook at that, itís a xanax, take it and take a nap, eat it! "
But you need it ďwell fuck it, then break it upĒ
ďTake a little piece then beat it, before you wake Nathan upĒ
Alright ma, you win, I donít feel like arguiní
Iíll do it, pop it gobble it, and start wobbliní
Stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, tripped and I fall in bed
With a bottle of Meds, and a Heath Ledger bobblehead

[ Chorus ]

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