Budman. - Mom

Mom! Get the fuck out of my room before I lose it
Got ears on either side of your thick skull
Then use 'em
You fucking fat bitch, I really never wanna have to
Yell at you 'cause then I hear you crying 'bout it after
Think I'm lying when I ask you to stop going through my shit like a maggot
It seems as though your eyeballs are attracted
To like every single other fuckin' thing in my room
'Cept your son standing here, Mom, I'm speaking to you
What's your problem
You looking for something, can I help find it
I've never done a drug in my life
You need remindin'
You think I'm lyin'
I'm speaking violent
I'm feeling fine, I'm just a little agitate you don't see the line that
I'm tryna cross between us
Get hoppin' off my penis
Get the fuck out of my room, how many times can I repeat this
Jesus Christ, I'm heated
You like my room, keep it
Sleep in it like I give a shit, Mom, I'm leavin

Yo get the fuck in the car, Ezra
I'm in the fucking car
Yo get in the car
I'm in the car, settle down
Dude I've been waiting for fuckin' half an hour bro
You don't have to yell at me as soon as I fuckin' open the door, okay? I'm in the car
Well fuck, can I see the weed
I was in my house! Yes
Can I see the weed
Yes, you can see the weed, but can you calm down
Alright, alright
Here you go! Fuck
Fuck man, that smells really good
I know it's fuckin' nice, okay? I got it from Dave this morning, alright? Flown in from BC
Medicinal
Medicinal
Well fuck, let's go smoke man, let's fuckin' go smoke
I'll smoke with you, but if you don't settle i'm just gonna walk into my house
I'm just gonna fuckin' roll up a joint by myself, I'll probably have a better fuckin' time

Hello Mom? It's Ezra
Stop being a fucking cunt
No wait, no Mom Mom Mom please don't hang up
I'm just glad you answered 'cause my phone is straight about to die and I have nowhere to sleep Mom
It's freezing outside
I miss my bed
I know it's only been an hour since I left
I've done so many things that I regret
I've been chilling on a bench just thinking about
Like every single thing I said before leavin' the house
I take all of it back
I didn't mean to get so ugly
All I meant to say is that I really wish you'd trust me
Instead of searching through my room like I'm a drug fiend
Take it for the truth when I'm telling you my blood's clean
What
No, I'm not trying to pull a card
Will you let me back
I don't wanna sleep on the boulevard
I promise you'll never see me yelling or complaining
I just need to be inside my house, I'm literally begging
Yeah? I can come home
Oh my god, thank you
I'll make my way home now
I'll try not to wake you
I really cannot stress enough
Nothing I said was untrue
I'd never ever lie to my mom
I love you

Written by:
Ezra Budman

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