Mommy Buys My Groceries

Mommy buys Bob's groceries

So he can go do meth

Lives off his wife's disability

Moved his drug-dealer in so he can use more often

Beer cans piled for several feet

White powder under his nose

"I snort pills, do weed, and meth," he boasts

He doesn't wash his clothes, and smells like raw ass

Parties for days, and slurs his speech

Too lazy to work, his dick he can't reach

I'm 55, and mommy still buys my groceries