Kyle Exum
Mama Mode (Sicko Mode Parody)
[Part I]

[Intro: Dad]
Kyle!
Yeah

[Verse 1: Dad & Kyle]
Patience down, record low
That's how you already know, grades are here
Your brother probably came back with a 4.0
I'm sorry
Watch your tone that attitude is getting old
I tried to warn you
Yeah, I tried to warn you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-eah
You think I'm mad? Wait 'til mom gets home
Called your Mama, she's in Mama Mode

[Part II]

[Verse 2: Kyle & Mr. Scott]
Mr. Scott, why did I get this grade from you?
Your work's outstanding, but not the process I taught you
Hold up, that's not fair!
What's fair's what I decide to do
And paper's amazing, but you forgot to indent too (You didn't indent)
That's off the rubric
You should've knew
But-
Aye, I'm the teacher, I make the rules
Plus you're always absent
I was late to 2:00
If it's 1:00 PM and you're not here, that won't count for you
Are you curving grades?
This the only curving imma do
Everybody failed!
Steve aced it so you guys should've too
Aye, don't you walk out, bell doesn't dismiss you but I do
[Bridge: Kyle]
Ma-ma-ma, Mama said
To keep from being beat, we'll do what need be
If Mom sees C's, she'll knock me to next week
Mama said
To keep from being beat, we'll do what need be
If Mom sees C's, she'll knock me to next week

[Part III]

[Intro: Timmy & Kyle]
Mom's home
Mama, mess my brother up!

[Chorus: Mom]
You must not know who I am
You're in high school but still can't pass your math exam
Now I'm bouta come back with that belt up in my hands
Boy talk back again, I'm not one of your little friends
Light you up like a light, like a light, like a light

[Verse 3: Mom]
Who're you gon' try?
Can't run or hide
Should've known since 7
Boy you better clean this bedroom before I knock you into Neptune
Boy go walk out the crib
Make a right
Get a switch
Pay the price
If it's not an A
It's on sight
Nothing nice
Failing 'cause of that device
Played your life, clean this up right
Don't mind the time, I'll wait all night
Show some respect, you're not a threat
Carried you nine months, least you can get's 9 out of 10
See that phone's gon' get took
Don't give that look
Act right like Timmy
Try me, Imma knock you into a new family
Like where is he?
No one's seen him
Now come and clean this
[Chorus: Mom]
You must not know who I am
You're in high school but still can't pass your math exam
Now I'm bouta come back with that belt up in my hands
Boy talk back again, I'm not one of your little friends
Light you up like a light (Like a light), like a light (Like a light), like a light (Like a light), like a light

[Verse 4: Dad & Kyle]
Yeah, boy come down these stairs, you must think it's still Christmas time, yeah
Always running bills up, come turn this off for the night, yeah
All that I do, this' my thank you?
Bought your outfit, down to the shoes, yeah
Out here acting lazy
I was cleaning up my room
Yeah? Let me make sure you're not running bills up in there too (Oh my god)
Oh this' a look?
Thought you understood
What's this mess?
Said you cleaned good, yeah
Pass this to your mother, she's gon' show you how to whoop
Way your mom comes through that door will leave your other siblings shook, yeah