Mom I’m so sad to say that my problem’s like a train
I just love cocaine
I feel so alive and awake
You know you’re doing it right if you feel like there’s an earthquake
I can conquer the world and fly
Well if I tried I might die
You may ask how I fund this endeavour
The answer is really quiet clever
I steal money from your wallet
Used that to pay for a new phone too (if you want to call it)
I know that money’s tight
But I really enjoy this plight
I have a problem I admit
I just need one last quick fix
I’ll go rehab and do the whole shabang
Just wait I need to call my gang
They will think this whole thing is lame
But I do it all for you
Your boy, your son, your little boo boo
Love you