But Mom

Yo, turn on the Wi-Fi, Mom!
Wait, you didn’t pay the bill? What the—?
Alright, alright, here we go...

Mom says, “Clean your room!”
But I was just gonna do it soon!
She caught me chillin’ on my PS5,
Now my controller’s on house arrest—how do I survive?

I said, “Can I have dessert before dinner?”
She said, “Eat your veggies if you wanna be a winner!”
Broccoli’s nasty, it’s a total disgrace,
But now I’m stuck with greens while I’m dreamin’ of cake.

And when I say, “Can I stay up late?”
She’s like, “Nice try, kid, the answer’s straight.”
Why can’t she just let me be free?
Here comes the chorus, now WHINE with me:

But mom!
Why you gotta be so mean?
But mom!
All I wanna do is screen.
Can’t I have candy? Can’t I skip school?
She hits me with the rules—man, moms are so cruel!
But mom!
I’m practically grown!
But mom!
I just want a phone!
All my friends get to do what they want to do,
Why can’t I? But mom!

Tried to ride my bike to the 7-Eleven,
She said, “You’re nine! Do you think you’re eleven?”
I’m like, “C’mon, it’s just down the street!”
She said, “You’ll get kidnapped before you hit the concrete!”

I asked for a pet, maybe a hamster or a frog,
She said, “Feed the fish first", but it’s been dead for a month, dog!
I tried to argue but her logic’s too tight,
Now I’m stuck vacuuming carpets all night.

And when I say, “Can I skip P.E.?”
She’s like, “You’ll thank me when you’re forty-three.”
Why can’t she just let me live?
Here comes the chorus, it’s all I can give:

But mom!
Why you gotta kill my vibe?
But mom!
All I wanna do is thrive!
Can I stay in bed? Can I watch TV?
Why you always gotta make life hard for me?
But mom!
Do I really need a curfew?
But mom!
I’ll be home... uh, at two?
Everyone else gets to do what they want to do,
Why can’t I? But mom!

Mom’s got rules like the FBI,
She’s patrolling my snacks, she’s a private eye.
Got a tracking app on my phone somehow,
And she confiscated TikTok—what do I do now?

Told me “Eat fruit,” so I grabbed some gummies,
Said they don’t count—what’s that do to my tummy?
Can’t wear shorts it’s minus twenty degrees,
She says, “It’s not summer!” I say, “Oh, please!”

(Sing this slow and emotional)
I just wanna live, wanna hang, wanna chill,
But she’s got a list of chores and a power drill.
I just wanna vibe, wanna eat some fries,
But she’s yelling ’bout my grades and my dirty lies!

But mom!
Why you gotta crush my dreams?
But mom!
All I wanna do is stream.
Why can’t I drive? Why can’t I stay out late?
Why you gotta control my fate?

But mom!
You’re always saying “Not today!”
But mom!
I just wanna hit replay!
When I grow up, I’ll do what I wanna do—
But until then, But mom!

Yo, love you, Mom, but for real—can I get some candy?
Mom: No!
Cool, cool… just checking.