Parents In My Head Lyrics

Words of my parents in my head

Got the words

Got the words of my parent in my head

Shut the fuck up

There from breakfast till I'm laying in my bed

Imma a fuck up

Spend all day trippin bout what people said

You the problem

Even though I know it's false I'm feeling dread

Thank you papa

Psychos create psychos in the fuckin house

In der haus

Cook em up and send em out to run around

Insecurity

Them kids mangled rotten fucked without a doubt

Breed me hate me bitch

I'm better off without em raise me in the pound

All alone

I see nightmares every night I fall sleep

But most nights I'm shaking up till five fifteen

Fuckin trippin

My boy Weezy up at work I know he bleedin

He be suffering

He don't know I'm up at home I'm fuckin screamin

Fuck my life

Got the words

Got the words of my parent in my head

Shut the fuck up

There from breakfast till I'm laying in my bed

Imma a fuck up

Spend all day trippin bout what people said

You the problem

Even though I know it's false I'm feeling dread

Thank you papa