Mum Of The Year

Yo, let’s talk about a woman who can’t keep a deal,

Says one thing today, next day it ain't real.

Shifting like the wind when her lovers appear,

Promises? Nah, they just disappear.

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Votes for Nazis, yeah, that’s the move?

When your son’s in the fight, but you still approve?

Selling out blood for a man in your bed,

Guess history ain't the only thing lost in your head.

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She’s a torch in the wind, no spine, no stand,

Blown by the breeze or a man’s demand.

Too drunk to see, too lost to choose,

Memory drowning in a bottle of booze.

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Red wine lips, but your mind stays dry,

Forgot what you said? Yeah, don’t even try.

Car keys gone, but you still take the ride,

Lucky to be breathing, just luck—no pride.

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What’s the truth when you rewrite the past?

Every vow you make just breaks so fast.

Mom of the year? Nah, that’s a joke,

Can’t build love when you’re drowning in smoke.

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Keep on running, keep on drinking,

Keep on lying, keep on sinking.

But when the mirror shows what you do,

Don't be surprised—it’s looking at you.

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