I Live At Home In A Trailer
Well jimmy moved in with his mother
Cuz he ain’t got no place to go
And I’m now I’m right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that’s full of clothes
Cuz you live at home in a trailer
What the hell u gonna do
Cuz I live at home in a trailer
Mom I’m coming home to you
Well my names jimmy and his names Greg Buel
And me him n u went to the same school.
This ain’t cool- I’m in a rage- he's tappin my mom-
Were almost the same age
On the microphone I drop bombs
Look at this car, thanks a lot mom!
“Here happy birthday rabbit
Here’s a brand new car, u can have it”
Its 1928 delta. this sh*t wont even get me to the shelter.
And I cant even stand for a motel.
Cause I’m back in the 810 now
Cuz I live at home in a trailer,
Mom I’m commin’ home to you…