Oma
by Botch· from American Nervoso
Were you expecting a prayer from me?
Take this thing off my face
But don't let them know I said that
Oh nevermind
Without my mask, you wouldn't recognize me
We wanted to see you so bad
Even when you thought I didn't
I always always always did
What was I to do with thoughts of losing you?
It's hard to talk to you
Hazyhead clouded with marinol
This one's king size
Oma, we'll be waiting
What's the message sent?
Who's it represent?
It's all on you oma