Waterproof Mascara

Guess I must be getting old or something

Watched my mother cry from the top of the stairs

Scared when it came through the walls, I covered my ears

Half hoping you know who would die

Then he did (Surprise)

Careful what you wish for, might just get that shit

Mom showed us where she kept the passports hid

The king's dead and your uncles are not our friends

How many times I gotta tell you kids?

It's us in this room, that's it

Don't trust anyone

Don't trust anyone

Sometimes it's all you can do not to do it like Sylvia Plath

My house full of gas, my kids cry then laugh right after

Psychopaths, I watched the slave cry for his master

Waiting for him to break kayfabe, but the poor bastard

Just sat there, supper uncut

You can't make this shit up, but you welcome to try

I ain't go, but niggas told me it wasn't a dry eye

Weed had me paralyzed, hit it again off automatic

Weed had me paralyzed, hit it again off automatic

Forging firewood with a baby crying in the forest

Don't you go looking for it

Just right how the white girl like her porridge

Get scalded, scarfing out the wrong plate

Wake up, bitch, you in the wrong place

She sings for her and she isn't here

She cries for herself, surprised at the question

Like, "Who else deserve these tears?" (Who else?)

I know you wasn't thinking it was you

I know you wasn't thinking it was you

Weed had me paralyzed, hit it again off automatic