Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, alright, yo, yo
Yo, yo, alright, 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` `bout 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, f**kin` 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-f**kin`-chiever?
My teacher didn`t think I was gonna be nothin` either
"What the f**k you stickin` gum up under the f**kin` seat for?"

"Mrs. Mathers, your son has been huffin` ether
Either that or the motherf**ker`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 f**k you keep on f**kin` with me for?
Slut, you need to leave me the f**k alone, I ain`t playin`
Go find you a white crayon and color a f**kin` 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 motherf**ker, I`ll make you sit there
And make that retarded f**kin` face without even tastin` it
You better lick the f**kin` 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 f**kin` place
Spinnin` again till next Thanksgivin`
And if you still ain`t finished it, I use the same s**t again
Then when I make spinach dip, it will be placed in the s**t"

"You little s**t, 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 s**t
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 what 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 the finish
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, f**k that, I can`t have it happen to me
But that`s actually what has ended up happenin`, a tragedy
F**kin` passin` it up, catchin` me

And it`s probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain`t it?
Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, mom. Beautiful!
She killed the f**kin` dog with the medicine she done fed it
Feed it a f**kin` aspirin and say that it has a headache

"Here, want a snack, you hungry, you f**kin` brat?
Look at that, it`s a Xanax, take it and take a nap
Eat it," "But I don`t need it," "Well, f**k 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 s**t is hella hard, homie
Yo, take us on outta here