I hate when I talk to my Mom...

And she’s screaming like…

And I’m just sitting there listening like…

Then she says I have an attitude… 

And I’m like…

Then she tries to hit me like…

And I’m tryna dodge em’ like…

And she’s still hittin’ me like…

And through the hits I’m like…

And I try to play hurt like…

Then she leaves… and I’m like…

 All day, erryday.