Hi Mom

Family reunion time
Make sure to grab your best headphones
Dedicated to those abused as children
Yo

Hi, my name's Lance, the crazy one in the bunch
Listeners in 80 countries this month, that relate to my stuff
In a world where we're trained to be tough
They love lines about
Lines, Xans, Vikes, Oxys, 80s and stuff

Jonestown in the distance and we drank from the punch
Fluoride, more like water, laced with their drugs
Religion at its core
Using babies for blood
My patience is done
After finally escaping the clutch
Of Catholicism, bad decisions
Led to layers of drugs
Not a good idea to try and pray as a crutch
Bad religion, you set fire
I remain in the brush
Hi, mom
This is us staying in touch

CPS made me see you, even crazy on drugs
Mother's power, overpowers
Fuck the lady and judge
I remember family court
Where you claimed you're a bum
Lost custody, no child support
You were lazy and dumb
But went back on disability
Claimed no income
Thousands will hear this song and relate to the numb

You took away my chance at life
You raised me, now run
Hi, mom
This is us staying in touch

I never understood what hate even was
Neighboring thugs, I popped out a little baby on drugs
I'm the one to show the world what insane really does
One punch, collapse skeletons
Merge brains with the lungs

Hi, mom
This is us staying in touch



Credits
Writer(s): Lance Weidman
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