Lo Siento Mamá
Lo siento mamá, sé que soy lo peor
Sé que no te gusta que fume, pero, fuck mi pulmón
Sé que no te gusta que folle, pero, fuck el condón
Joder, de verdad que soy lo peor
Yo no visto como una zorra, mamá, es que hace calor
Ella me decía a las once, yo llegaba a las doce del día siguiente
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Falsificaba las notas, me llamaba llorona cuando me pegaba
No me esperaba esa chancla
¡Fuck, no me estires del pelo!
No podía hacer nada al respecto
No estaba mi padre pa' estar en el medio
Yo quiero Frosties, no quiero Kellogg's
No quiero hacer piano, mamá
No me tires los porros, mamá
No vengas a la eso, qué vergüenza, mamá
Ya saben que soy menor, no pasa na'
Uh, you know what I've been through
Fuck you dad, where the fuck you at?
Mi casa, ¿no sabes llamar?
Nací en el Hospital del Mar
Y mi padre estaba por ahí, pinchando
Seguro que enpastillao'
Y yo ahí naciendo, ¿sabes?
Saliendo de un coño, literal
Me lo has hecho pasar fatal
Pero ahora soy un soldado, mi corazón está hecho de metal
Mi novio es un soldado, estamos hechos tal pa' cual
Uh, you know what I've been through
Ah, fuck you dad
De pequeña no me ponían los Teletubbies
Me ponían real movies, donde salían real boobies
Y mirábamos Friends, y cuando se separaron no lloré
Le dije a mi madre que me alegraba
Pensaba que significaba dos navidades, pero era solo una
Mi padre no tiene ni una
Para mi cumple me regaló una lata de Coca-Cola
Pensaba que era broma, ay, era de Dr. Pepper
Eran seis latas en verdad, para mi cumple de los doce
Y en el control de tráfico, rompió el barrote
I'm Sorry, Mom
I'm sorry mom, I know I'm the worst
I know you don't like me smoking, but fuck my lung
I know you don't like me fucking, but fuck the condom
Damn, I'm really the worst
I don't dress like a slut, mom, it's just because it's hot
She told me at eleven, I would arrive at twelve the next day
Ah ah ah ah ah
He falsified the notes, he called me a crybaby when he hit me
I wasn't expecting that flip flop
Fuck, don't pull my hair!
I couldn't do anything about it
My father wasn't there to be in the middle
I want Frosties, I don't want Kellogg's
I don't want to do piano, mom
Don't throw the joints at me, mom
Don't come to that, what a shame, mom
You already know that I'm a minor, nothing happens
Uh, you know what I've been through
Fuck you dad, where the fuck you at?
My house, don't you know how to call?
I was born in the Hospital del Mar
And my father was around, DJing
I'm sure it's a pill
And there I was being born, you know?
Coming out of a pussy, literally
You have given me a terrible time
But now I'm a soldier, my heart is made of metal
My boyfriend is a soldier, we are made for each other
Uh, you know what I've been through
Ah, fuck you dad
When I was little I didn't like Teletubbies
They showed me real movies, where real boobies came out
And we watched Friends, and when they broke up I didn't cry
I told my mother I was glad
I thought it meant two Christmases, but it was only one
My father doesn't have one
For my birthday he gave me a can of Coca-Cola
I thought it was a joke, oh, it was from Dr. Pepper
There were actually six cans, for my twelfth birthday
And at the traffic stop, he broke the bar
Escrita por: Bb trickz / n3ro