Your Mama II
Your mama so fat
When she sits on the can her ass hits the floor
Your mama’s eyes so far apart
Moe pokes them with two hands
Your mama so tough
She pops the caps off her beer with your forehead
Your mama dances so bad
Atticus Finch straight up shot her
Your mama’s toenails so yellow
Her friends thought it was nail polish but she told them “They just stank”
Your mama sips so much lean she hasn’t had a cold since ‘98!
Your mama pukes so much she wears a fanny pack filled with sawdust and apology cards!
Your mama so special she unique like heterochromia