I have a hard time talkin' sentences
My mind's on constant roam
That's because my mother drunk while I was in her womb
Not I got diagnosed with fecal alcohol syndrome
My mother gave me shit for brains and fucked up chromosomes
His mother gave him shit for brains and fucked up chromosomes
Now all I hear from people is that I'm not very smart
The vodka didn't affect my kidneys, liver, or my heart
It seeped through the umbilical and crossed every membrane
She stayed drunk so I'm a punk with a retarded brain
She stayed drunk so he's a punk with a retarded brain
She started with mimosas and finished with merlot
The wine turned into whiskey to cigarettes to pot
And then she moved to opiates then methamphetamine
Ooh she stayed wasted I got stuck with a sub average brain
She got wasted he got stuck with a sub average brain
My favorite baby bottle was kahlua and breast milk
But when I turned to toddler she gave me gin and juice
Now I can mix my own drinks zambuca and champagne
I was a newborn alcoholic with a fermented brain
A newborn alcoholic with a fermented brain
It was a fecal alcoholocaust
And I would have done the same
It was a fecal alcoholocaust
And he would have done the same
Yeah... alright
Yo seriously lets go to the bar, its down this way man
Writer(s): Michael John Burkett
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